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Oct 2017
If suicide allowed me to be in your arms for just a moment I would be dead already.
The thing you don't know is that every minute I'm away from you, I die just that little bit more. Eventually your absence will be the cause of my silence, an empty shell wandering, thinking was it even real?

~ Zeenat Kaji
Written by
Bumble Zee  F/Telford
(F/Telford)   
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