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May 2019
Will there ever
come a day I don’t
need to make sure
you are still here
willingly?
Will there ever
be a day I don’t
feel like I live
in her shadow?
Will there ever
be a time I don’t
have to look
over my shoulder?
Will you ever
for even a moment
stop to think of me?
Written by
k  21/F/Pennsylvania
(21/F/Pennsylvania)   
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   sassybutsweet
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