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Sep 2019
Kisses; showers, cold showers, nightmares, and panic attacks.

You left without saying a word.

Grab the wrist of time
and run right back.

I’ll take anything for the pain I endured again.

Just to hold you in my arms,

              One
                         last
                                     time.
Written by
weegee  18/M/inmyhead
(18/M/inmyhead)   
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