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May 2014
I don't know why I read all these poems all they do is remind me of you and I hate that. Everyone understands me here and I don't know if that's good or bad. I feel for them and get it and want to help them because if I cant have it they should. I miss you and the poems make me wanna say to you but I still cant. The poems help me sleep at night. Sometimes. I wanna talk to you again even for a bit.The poems get that they get me the poems fill me with emotions I never knew could happen and they're all about you. The poems keep me breathing

-H.R.
thinking about him. again.
Blurryface
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