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Feb 16
I hurt by the
loss of you.
That you have
lost yourself.
That you can't seem to get away
from the depths
and nightmare
of your addiction.

I am hurting like a Mama Bear.
Lost my cub
and I can't find her.
I look endlessly.
Feel an avalancheΒ Β 
of painful emptiness.

I am lost myself,
in losing you.
Christi Michaels MoonFlower
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