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Nov 2015
i hate the nights where i feel so
hollow inside
i feel so **** empty and out of
place
i hate the nights where my mind
wanders to the unknown
and all i return with is sadness
i hate counting the tears that rush
down my cheeks and collect upon
my pillow
i hate that the only thing i have at
night to comfort me is
my loneliness
and the only thing i feel
surrounding me is
darkness
chris
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chris  21/F/tokyo
(21/F/tokyo)   
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