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Your voice lingers in the back of my head It echoes when I wake up Trying to slump out of bed The way you looked at me felt like magic But your existence is now nothing but a painful memory We push and pull, back and forth My heart aches at the thought of you I imagine you with her in bed While my thoughts race Maybe I'm better off dead But you refuse to leave and I can't stay And we can't seem to find a way for us to communicate But you called me last night so I took the bait Cause who knows when I'll get another chance.
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Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
Golden boy.
Your voice lingers in the back of my head It echoes when I wake up Trying to slump out of bed The way you looked at me felt like magic But your existence is now nothing but a painful memory We push and pull, back and forth My heart aches at the thought of you I imagine you with her in bed While my thoughts race Maybe I'm better off dead But you refuse to leave and I can't stay And we can't seem to find a way for us to communicate But you called me last night so I took the bait Cause who knows when I'll get another chance.
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27/Genderqueer
Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
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