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Before meeting him, There was a feeling that Dominated my being To the point that At times, It was crippling. It was a feeling that constantly tugged at The outer parts of my insides, Always making its presence known In the most abominable of ways. It was a feeling that made me feel As if I was missing someone, Something, So much That it was like I was missing A part of myself. Like somewhere down the road, I misplaced a very important, Very special, Part of me. And then There was this feeling in my gut That told me I had to do Whatever it took to get it back, Whatever it was. It was a feeling that made me believe That the one thing I truly needed was Somewhere out there, Hiding behind some stunningly tragic And beautifully flawed Perfection of this mind-numbing Human reality. And it was, I found it in him.
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Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
The Art Of Finding Tiny Pieces Of Yourself In Unsuspected Places
Before meeting him, There was a feeling that Dominated my being To the point that At times, It was crippling. It was a feeling that constantly tugged at The outer parts of my insides, Always making its presence known In the most abominable of ways. It was a feeling that made me feel As if I was missing someone, Something, So much That it was like I was missing A part of myself. Like somewhere down the road, I misplaced a very important, Very special, Part of me. And then There was this feeling in my gut That told me I had to do Whatever it took to get it back, Whatever it was. It was a feeling that made me believe That the one thing I truly needed was Somewhere out there, Hiding behind some stunningly tragic And beautifully flawed Perfection of this mind-numbing Human reality. And it was, I found it in him.
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Jan 28, 2014
Jan 28, 2014 at 12:47 PM UTC
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