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Apr 2014
i haven't spoken to you in 5 months
and i crave your touch
each time i hear
your name

i haven't heard your mixtapes in 5 months
and i crave your words of comfort
each time i hear
your name

i haven't seen you cry in 5 months
since you left
and each time i hear
your name,
i wish you hadn't.
Written by
hannah
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   Creep and Introverted Species
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