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Feb 2019
Your silence hurts me,
it reduces me to a frantic mess.
For so long you’ve embraced me,
I’ve become a madman, obsessed.
Right when I’ve bared all my vulnerabilities,
you cease your caress—

Your silence hurts me,
have I become someone you detest?
imai
Written by
imai  20/F/Philippines
(20/F/Philippines)   
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