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May 2017
The harder it isΒ getting to endure the pain, the harder it is getting to resist the crave to feel it.
As days are passing, its not healing, its getting deeper and deeper with every flashback turned into tears. I can no longer hold it in.
I wish you could've understood me a li'l better, i wish i could've tried a li'l more, I wish you to have stayed a li'l more, I wish my weren't just wishes.
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Blah blah  21/F/Delhi
(21/F/Delhi)   
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   ryn and Ryan Holden
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