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Dec 2019
I miss you now

I mean I’ve always missed you but now
NOW
I miss you

It’s like a longing
Borderline ache
& when I think of myself aching

It’s under your grasp
Hand on my throat &
Lips on my neck

As if under a spell
But this was cast long ago
So why am I still aching

These thoughts have me breaking
Slowly
Slowwllyyy

Snap
Angel
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Angel  24/F
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         Thomas Bron Mukama, Andromyda, ---, Traveler, José and 3 others
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