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Jul 2015
I miss touch, I miss love,
I miss the softness; skin on skin bones intertwined like an ancient oak trees roots who have been married so long they will never find their way out of the labyrinth


I am scared that is me

I am scared of the labyrinth 

A maze of corners, sneers and turns.

Is it is, I'm chasing you
Again

And I thought you loved me like that, we could all see it coming

I’m sorry I’m so bitter, I honestly want you to be happy, but I sit here and listen to you while on the other side I’m sobbing.
No

Not at your words but the fact that they weren’t coming out your mouth the night you ****** her

The night you fell out of love with me


Like people say, for the same reasons


This is why no one could love me

**** I’m sorry, this started out so simple
 Just my thoughts on a page, but now it is a mess of people’s minds, people’s emotions

I miss touch, I miss love, I miss the softness; skin on skin. Bones broken.
It turned into rants
Genevieve
Written by
Genevieve  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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