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Dec 2012
Cold and alone in my bed
hoping to see you come by
Warm and loving as always
***** to be alone.
You know I don't like to
Be alone at all.
My thoughts crashing in on me
Suffocating me, strangling me
Creeping in on me
Like Jack the reaper
When am alone is when I see
an empty vessel with nothing.
Mia
Written by
Mia  F/Paris
(F/Paris)   
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