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Jul 2015
It's late at night
And my cries
Are more like silent sobs
Face pressed into my covers
Legs tucked up to my chest
Wet tears leak onto my pillow
I swipe at them with my t shirt sleeve
My heart is thumping loudly
I'm wondering if I'll even sleep
I was feeling particularly ****** last night after something happened so yeah...
envydean
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envydean  23/F/UK
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