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Jun 2014
20
Nearly 6 years
Nearly 6 years
I can feel you in my gut
crawling up my throat
Your hands never left my neck
and I have to ***** the spaces between my fingers
to be sure I still have feeling there.

When one person ruins you,
what shatters the most
is knowing you didn't have a similar impact on them.

Strange,
I didn't affect you.
You haven't left my head yet.
Written by
jackonary
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