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my curly friend

by juliashavan

I don’t feel quite alright, won’t get to hold her curly fur in my arms anymore Bury my face into her neck I just feel disassociated with life itself right now Which way is up? Which way is down? Why did I try and go to someone I know isn’t around I feel even more lonely than I did before Perhaps it’s all my fault since I opened the door The door to my heart, if you’re wondering what I don’t know what the fuck was that so fragile I feel right now but I must go on, I can’t be left alone I’ll carry my grief and learn to live with it, as I did with other things in my life.
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24 / F
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24 / F
Published
Jan 16, 2023
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