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Mar 2014
ten
twenty
eighty
one hundred
one hundred fifty
one hundred eighty three
the days carry on
drifting by
everyday had been numb since
since I lost you
everyday I crave
your voice
your touch
you words
your love
how do I bare the
indescribable pain
that flutters through my veins
pulsing venom into my heart
pumping sorrow from my mind
I ache
In desperation for you
to hold me one more time
for one last chance
for us to rewind.
falling
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   Paola M
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