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These moments come and go like the ebb and the flow of the ocean. My bones are aching and I would say my heart is breaking but it left long ago. The sunflower was there with her gorgeous long hair that I used to love to mess up. It looked twisted and rough but was soft under my touch just like my skin was to her. If she would just leave, I believe I'd be fine, but she keeps me in time and if she did go, I'd be lost. My emotions conflict and I feel my heart constrict, but remember, it left long ago.
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
Constricted Conflictions
These moments come and go like the ebb and the flow of the ocean. My bones are aching and I would say my heart is breaking but it left long ago. The sunflower was there with her gorgeous long hair that I used to love to mess up. It looked twisted and rough but was soft under my touch just like my skin was to her. If she would just leave, I believe I'd be fine, but she keeps me in time and if she did go, I'd be lost. My emotions conflict and I feel my heart constrict, but remember, it left long ago.
jess-kilbourne
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Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 10:29 AM UTC
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