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The eyes that used to look at me with warmth The lips that used to kiss me with care The arms that used to hold me with comfort The cheek that used to brush up to mine with delight The hands that used to caress me with content I tried to find them again..... But they weren't there anymore.

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Published: May 14, 2014
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Notes: Inspired by my metaphorical mother: Elvi :D
Tags: #love #broken #pain #hurt

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