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Jul 2013
My eyes are hurting and my head isn't clear
Is it so wrong of me to say that I wish you were here
With me. We could sit up all night if you'd like that
We could sit up all night if you'd like too.

My hands are trembling and my lips growing numb
Contemplating how it'd feel to feel your fingers and thumb
With mine. We could hold hands all night if you'd like that
We could hold hands all night if you'd like too.
GloriouslyFlawed
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GloriouslyFlawed  31/Cisgender Female/UK
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