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Jul 2019
but I think I’ll die
if I can’t have you
by my side
I’ve got no soul
every day I cry
and at night
I can’t sleep
I wet
all the sheets
with my tears
as I stare
into the black
thinking
of ways
of getting you
back
sandra wyllie
Written by
sandra wyllie  60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)   
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