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Vague memories

Where were you when everything collapsed before me
and all i wanted was for you to say
"it will be fine"

Where were you when i was shredded
and everyone believed my pieces 
because my whole never existed

Where were you when my life played out like a broken glass
unrestrained yet fulfilled
but i was empty

Where were you when i became a force 
that created my hell
with my vague imaginations

Where were you when i watched
where were you when i felt
when i felt my pieces shatter

Where were you when i planted my garden
watered my fears
and nurtured my doubts

Where were you when harvest season came
and my basket was filled with depression
making my daily diet tears

You arrived when i became whole again
and i forgave you
but do you think i will again when your days are limited.

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