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Jan 2018
The hole in his chest,
Left behind now you’re gone,
Now his head has become messed,
And he misses you,
He struggles now to rest,
Trying desperately to fight hours,
To have met you he is blessed,
And he misses you,
To make time for you he’s pressed,
Battling through lonely days,
Wrestling his way through life’s test,
And He Misses You.
You never really realise what you have until its gone. You won't appreciate it, you'll take advantage of it and then you'll be left completely alone and useless when its gone. Stay safe and life well. JY x
Jack
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Jack  19/M
(19/M)   
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