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May 2017
Part of me always wanted to fix it.
Part of me always wanted it to be you.
Then part of me always wondered what you were keeping me from.
I missed ragged breathing,
I missed drunken binges,
I missed feeling alive.
Now all I seem to miss is you.
Erali Pisce
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Erali Pisce  Houston
(Houston)   
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