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Feb 2016
I'm haunted by the thoughts that the fur ***** on my sweater will never meets yours again.
I might not show that I care but trust me I do
I probably shouldn't even say this because you won't believe it to be true
I don't want to as much as you but I can't hold my feelings back anymore.
I'm so sorry that I have to say this but I miss you.

Just hug me one more time so I can get it out of my system.
It ended in a flash so these chemicals haven't had their chance to leave.

I can't do it myself so please help.
I've gone weak and emotionless and I don't know what to do anymore.
I've stopped crying and it's weird because that use to be a daily routine.
Am I getting better? Or am I getting worse?
I use to be able to tell but now that I can't feel anymore, I'm not sure anymore.

So please hug me and help me so I can flush these chemicals and not feel clogged anymore.
Mikoarenas
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Mikoarenas  Portland, Oregon
(Portland, Oregon)   
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     ---, Keely and ej
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