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*IT'S THE INTOXICATING WAY YOU DIDN'T CARE OR NEVER WILL CARE ABOUT ME AND MY PROBLEMS. IT'S THE WAY YOU USED TO BREATHE MY NAME IN THE DARKNESS WHEN YOU THOUGHT I COULDN'T HEAR. IT'S THE WAY YOU DENIED BEING THE TINIEST BIT ATTACHED TO ME EVEN THOUGH BOTH YOU AND I KNEW YOU WERE. BUT MOST OF ALL, IT'S THE WAY YOU LEFT ME, A SOBBING MESS ON THE FLOOR, WITH YOUR NAME AS A LAST BREATH ON MY SWOLLEN LIPS.*
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Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC
the way you loved me
*IT'S THE INTOXICATING WAY YOU DIDN'T CARE OR NEVER WILL CARE ABOUT ME AND MY PROBLEMS. IT'S THE WAY YOU USED TO BREATHE MY NAME IN THE DARKNESS WHEN YOU THOUGHT I COULDN'T HEAR. IT'S THE WAY YOU DENIED BEING THE TINIEST BIT ATTACHED TO ME EVEN THOUGH BOTH YOU AND I KNEW YOU WERE. BUT MOST OF ALL, IT'S THE WAY YOU LEFT ME, A SOBBING MESS ON THE FLOOR, WITH YOUR NAME AS A LAST BREATH ON MY SWOLLEN LIPS.*
marie-w
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Belgium
Dec 25, 2014
Dec 25, 2014 at 5:24 PM UTC
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