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Sep 2014
I loved you the way I breathed.
All the time, and not knowing.
He's driving me crazy. He's creeped under my skin, entered my bloodstream and poisoned me. He's become a part of me and I didn't even see it coming. Too late now, He's become my phantom limb. Too late now, I am not his.
MalaiDaisies
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