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Getting Used To

I'm getting used to
not seeing your face.
It's like you vanished
without a trace.

I'm getting use to
not hearing your voice,
but then again,
do I really have a choice?

I'm getting used to
not having your touch.
I never realized that
I could miss it so much.

I'm getting use
to no longer feeling your kiss.
I never thought things
would end up like this.

I'm getting used to
you not wanting me,
if that is the way
things have to be.

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