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Don't leave. I'm tired, I just wanted to lie in bed and know that you're next to me. You left. I'm alone, I might as well always be. The only company is my aching bones and my fractured heart. I don't know why I was built this way. Broken from the start, doomed from my first labored breath. But all I have is this curse, This constant overwhelming feeling of a l o n e. I feel less alone with you. More alone with them. But it's always somewhere, The feeling with claws Used to climb up my throat Slice into and manipulate my vocal cords. "Don't leave." I'll be fine alone, maybe I should be. But the feeling's teeth and claws are too deep into my flesh. I need you. And the feeling says that you don't need me.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 7:36 PM UTC
The feeling with the sharp teeth
Don't leave. I'm tired, I just wanted to lie in bed and know that you're next to me. You left. I'm alone, I might as well always be. The only company is my aching bones and my fractured heart. I don't know why I was built this way. Broken from the start, doomed from my first labored breath. But all I have is this curse, This constant overwhelming feeling of a l o n e. I feel less alone with you. More alone with them. But it's always somewhere, The feeling with claws Used to climb up my throat Slice into and manipulate my vocal cords. "Don't leave." I'll be fine alone, maybe I should be. But the feeling's teeth and claws are too deep into my flesh. I need you. And the feeling says that you don't need me.
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Jul 1, 2017
Jul 1, 2017 at 7:36 PM UTC
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