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That knot in your stomache you can't shake off. The feeling of loneliness you thought someone would brush off. Instead, you sit alone, guilt exposed. Should've thought about how life would be when you left her side, lost her heart. The light to your darkness disappered. The grip you felt when she pulled you from hell. ~C☆J~
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
I believe we create our own hell
That knot in your stomache you can't shake off. The feeling of loneliness you thought someone would brush off. Instead, you sit alone, guilt exposed. Should've thought about how life would be when you left her side, lost her heart. The light to your darkness disappered. The grip you felt when she pulled you from hell. ~C☆J~
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Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 7:22 PM UTC
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