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This sting penetrates my being, I want to wail aloud to mourn what was. I want to hit you, kiss you, scream at you. You've cut all ties with me, A fresh start for you, A reawakening of pain for me. I wish it didn't have to be like this, I wish we had had more time. Don't do this. Please.
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 6:15 PM UTC
Sunday Evening Realisation
This sting penetrates my being, I want to wail aloud to mourn what was. I want to hit you, kiss you, scream at you. You've cut all ties with me, A fresh start for you, A reawakening of pain for me. I wish it didn't have to be like this, I wish we had had more time. Don't do this. Please.
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Feb 15, 2015
Feb 15, 2015 at 6:15 PM UTC
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