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Jan 2015
I was addicted to you, but it hurt so good.
And I had to quit.

I was never okay without you, but I was surviving.
And then you reached out.

I was packed up, but then you told me I could stay home.
And you were my home.


but i am so scared, i am terrified.
what if he leaves me and i'm left like a ******* idiot again?
what if i'm left out in the cold?
what if i'm locked out of my own home?
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bcg poetry  neverland
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