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Nov 2018
Pain is a familiar feeling.
Almost as if comes naturally.
Pain physically, mentally and emotionally.
It's draining, tiering, and lonely.
But when we're in the same room and our eyes meet for a second,
feels like an eternity of happiness.
I'm wounded,
hurt and overwhelmed with pain...and your my remedy.
To the boy on the bus from a sad poet
Bri
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Bri  18/F/Atlanta
(18/F/Atlanta)   
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