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the awkward part is sleeping without your breathing leaves me lost in the dark. close to weeping with slient heaving i shut my eyes hard. the opposite of feeling, barely seeing i'm dependant on you. no longer solitary, you're one with them and maybe, thats the awkward part. k.g.
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
the awkward part.
the awkward part is sleeping without your breathing leaves me lost in the dark. close to weeping with slient heaving i shut my eyes hard. the opposite of feeling, barely seeing i'm dependant on you. no longer solitary, you're one with them and maybe, thats the awkward part. k.g.
kiah-griffin
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Apr 19, 2015
Apr 19, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
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