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Dec 2014
I miss singing along
to ****** pop songs,
riding around,
thinking we were going to last forever.

I miss your family,
your little siblings
climbing all over me,
them viewing us as a unit that would always be a part of their lives.

I miss the safety,
when you'd calm me down
afterΒ Β panic attacks,
thinking nothing would ever hurt me as long as you were there.

I do not miss you.
I think I just miss being "in love."
Anna
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Anna  East Jesus Nowhere
(East Jesus Nowhere)   
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   LiviKawa and Amelia Crake
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