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I have these thoughts occasionally as I lie in bed, going over every syllable that you said because sometimes I read signals that aren't even there. After remembrance, is interrogation and I am no stranger to what this entails. Question after question which can be summed up into one, "Why do I love him to the point where I lose my tongue?" k.g.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC
Thoughts About Liam; Lines 50 - 61
I have these thoughts occasionally as I lie in bed, going over every syllable that you said because sometimes I read signals that aren't even there. After remembrance, is interrogation and I am no stranger to what this entails. Question after question which can be summed up into one, "Why do I love him to the point where I lose my tongue?" k.g.
Name of the person changed for personal privacy.
kiah-griffin
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 11:27 AM UTC
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