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Nov 2017
When I am lonely,
Or you're happy,
I get drowsy.
And everytime I close my eyes.
I can hear myself cry.
I can hear you baking your pies.
So close to my ear.
Feels like you're really here.
Warm and comfortably numb with fear.

I wish you stayed.
I wish I went.
I wish we were together.
I don't even know.
JD Harold
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JD Harold  20/M/Some Rainy Place
(20/M/Some Rainy Place)   
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