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Oct 2015
With knives to the heart you destroyed my mind, crippling whatever peace i had left. Yet here i am, running back to you.
Running back to the feeling you give me.
Running back to the past.
You're my worst enemy,
Yet my greatest friend.
I'm addicted.
*******.
josh wilbanks
Written by
josh wilbanks  north carolina
(north carolina)   
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