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Sep 2016
Perhaps you would be happy in those endless dreams,
To drug your way out of this pain,
To drift silently into and enchanted sleep from which you would never have to wake up again,
But I ask you this. I ask you this out of pure selfishness,
Come back to me. Come back for me,
And when you do you, you will find me waiting here
And I shall love you the same.
I will love you with every broken heartbeat.
Always.
I am so desperate.
Queen-Midas
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Queen-Midas  16/F/KSA
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