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May 15
I hate myself, so ******* much
Because I live in a world where I can't feel your touch
I'm broken, scarred, damaged beyond repair
Trapped in this lonely pit of despair
I miss you so much, but we can't go back
Falling for you again would take me off track
Maybe one day I might hold you again
As a much better man than you knew back then
Thomas Burge
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Thomas Burge  22/M/England
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