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Mar 2011
It’s raining outside,
And how I wish I was standing there,
In the rain with the thunder,
So I can cry as much as I wanted to,
Without anyone noticing the tears…

It’s cold and dark,
This empty room,
No one but me still sitting here,
In this box of memories,
Waiting for you to come back again…

Where have you been?
Where have you go?
I miss you not, but I wanted you to come back,
Because I need you here,
You’re more than just my love…

I stay awake,
Every single night,
Hoping you will call,
Hoping you will open that door,
And lie beside me and forget everything…
Jesse Jas
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Jesse Jas  30/Genderqueer
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