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Dec 2014
My stomach wants to eat itself because it's hungry for your touch.
My ears don't want to hear another word unless it slips out of your mouth.
My mouth doesn't want to move unless your lips are guiding it.
My eyes are tired of crying and are waiting on you to come wipe the tears away and hear the comfort of you saying "it's okay."
My heart doesn't want to beat anymore because my mind is telling it you're gone..
You're really gone..
Carlie Richardson
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Carlie Richardson  24/F/Georgia, USA
(24/F/Georgia, USA)   
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