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My one love. Too scared to give up the many for the one. Too late. Too deep a wound. The sum of my parts will never fill the whole. And now he is gone. Only my pain remains. I am but a sum of parts with an empty remainder
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 12:21 PM UTC
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My one love. Too scared to give up the many for the one. Too late. Too deep a wound. The sum of my parts will never fill the whole. And now he is gone. Only my pain remains. I am but a sum of parts with an empty remainder
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Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 12:21 PM UTC
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