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Feb 2022
I wish he knew how much my heartbeat,
Even if my part of me fears the worst.
Deep down, I’m scared that one day I will wake up, and he’ll be far gone, that I will be left as a fading memory.
One day all the love you could turn into nothing more than words.
Written by
Blake  23/FTM
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