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I was an abandoned home until I heard your voice. My walls were crumbling until you reminded me what it's like to be held. I  had almost forgot that darkness is followed by sunlight. With the warmth you bring to me, I no longer need to be whole. I've accepted that some things just get lost over the years and the people who spend too much time trying to find them, get lost themselves. I'm not saying I haven't wandered but it feels **** good to be home again.
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 5:35 AM UTC
Some walls only block the views behind them.
I was an abandoned home until I heard your voice. My walls were crumbling until you reminded me what it's like to be held. I  had almost forgot that darkness is followed by sunlight. With the warmth you bring to me, I no longer need to be whole. I've accepted that some things just get lost over the years and the people who spend too much time trying to find them, get lost themselves. I'm not saying I haven't wandered but it feels **** good to be home again.
Some people are lucky enough to remain in one place and have the person they will love find them.
Borehgit
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Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 5:35 AM UTC
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