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Oct 2015
I lay in bed with tears in my eyes,
thinking of you,
missing you,
wanting you.
The tears fall onto my pillowcase when I think of you.
They say it gets better.
Then why do the tears keep coming?
Why hasn't it got better?
I want the tears to stop falling on my pillow.
I want the tears to stop coming.
But, they won't stop.
Heartbreak.
hello again
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hello again  21/F/oklahoma
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