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Feb 2018
My heart is broken,
And my chest is ripped open,
Others celebrate love on this day,
But I just lie here in my dismay,
Sitting in this room staring at the ceiling,
No one to hold, no ******* feeling,
Wishing for someone who I can call my own,
Someone to numb this pain from being alone.
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LPpoetry
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