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twenty minutes...

Standing on a corner…
twenty minutes
before your vow.
I was still hoping
that you won’t come…
but you did.

I will leave the place
with a heavy heart.
tryin’ to imagine
that I am that man
kneeling next to you…

Twenty minutes.
It will soon be over…
and with twenty deep cuts
on my wrist,
perhaps….just perhaps…
the pain will subside.

and everything will be over.

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