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Next to the window I sit look at the stars I think about you. I stand next to the door and I hear your knock. I sleep in my bed I feel you breathing in my neck. I stand a the kitchen and I sense you next to the stove cooking. As I see the dishes I hear you yelling at me . But you not there its just all in my head. I miss you...
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 3:19 PM UTC
I miss you
Next to the window I sit look at the stars I think about you. I stand next to the door and I hear your knock. I sleep in my bed I feel you breathing in my neck. I stand a the kitchen and I sense you next to the stove cooking. As I see the dishes I hear you yelling at me . But you not there its just all in my head. I miss you...
#missingsomeone
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Jan 13, 2015
Jan 13, 2015 at 3:19 PM UTC
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