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Sep 2018
Nat
I'm lost without you...I can't sleep at night. I stare at my phone... I'm all alone. Coffee tastes like ****...it's just like my heart... all bitter and black. it's just after two and I can't stop thinking about you...I wish I only knew...if I could love myself the way I love you.  There's no reason for all this existence, there's no magic... There's no fairytales... Is the universe even real? This pain feels like it's real.
Written by
Carl Hylands
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