《My Life in Ruins ; Poetry》Get over it

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"Get over it," three simple words. So nonchalant and meaningless to you, yet it causes my world to spin upside-down. I can't get over it. I can't get over the pain, the euphoria, the memories. I want it all back, but at what cost? I can't forget, I can't move on, I'm stuck in quick sand and my feet are sinking in. I'm glued in place, never growing or changing, I am forever addicted to the feeling of my demise.

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