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It's here... The time has come, yet my feelings unmatched to how i thought i would handle it. this pain that dwells, a haunting like no other. Permanently ingrained, stitched to my soul ... the raw thought, rolling your name off the tongue in the past tense. They're not just tears. My eyes, they leak. Uncontrollably. Hitched with the breath that plays repreat. You push on... But how? the new day starts, the old pain persists. I don't want to miss you. Let me keep loving you, still. I know you no longer suffer, but right now it's transfered. I struggle to breathe Struggle to sleep Struggle to let your memories creep in. I don't want to miss you, But I'll never stop loving you, still.
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Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 2:08 AM UTC
Death of a Loved one.
It's here... The time has come, yet my feelings unmatched to how i thought i would handle it. this pain that dwells, a haunting like no other. Permanently ingrained, stitched to my soul ... the raw thought, rolling your name off the tongue in the past tense. They're not just tears. My eyes, they leak. Uncontrollably. Hitched with the breath that plays repreat. You push on... But how? the new day starts, the old pain persists. I don't want to miss you. Let me keep loving you, still. I know you no longer suffer, but right now it's transfered. I struggle to breathe Struggle to sleep Struggle to let your memories creep in. I don't want to miss you, But I'll never stop loving you, still.
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Asonna
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Asonna
29/F/Australia
Nov 10, 2021
Nov 10, 2021 at 2:08 AM UTC
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