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sobbing in staccato

I didn’t know waiting would be this Hardly been a Weak is my Body hurting Inside is torn Apart from You are the only One person could hurt like This is more than I asked For the pain to Stop asking me how I’m Doing the best I Can you please come Home doesn’t feel Right is what I’m Trying to Live like you’re Here isn’t Enough would be You and I
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Oct 16, 2011
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