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It's kinda hard without you these days. I'm as volatile as the Rand. I can't roar when I'm: Agitated of despair tracking  prey; Vexed from my positive aims ; Dishearted from abrupt failures. I question my tenacity and ability to withstand challenges nature throws. You were my pillar and reassurance. I crave the immediate concerned reaction; I'd die to have you salvage me from the darkness. The warmth and security you gave me, Aids me with my instability. I miss those emergency responses and aids, To create the tranquility that was once lost. I long for your sweet voice: To hush me like your own. To gently stroke my emotional ***** You were my sedative, my narcotic. Currently i search the drug store for a fresh, potent drug to heal me better than you could ever do. -Nuha Alli
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 11:16 AM UTC
A quest for solace
It's kinda hard without you these days. I'm as volatile as the Rand. I can't roar when I'm: Agitated of despair tracking  prey; Vexed from my positive aims ; Dishearted from abrupt failures. I question my tenacity and ability to withstand challenges nature throws. You were my pillar and reassurance. I crave the immediate concerned reaction; I'd die to have you salvage me from the darkness. The warmth and security you gave me, Aids me with my instability. I miss those emergency responses and aids, To create the tranquility that was once lost. I long for your sweet voice: To hush me like your own. To gently stroke my emotional ***** You were my sedative, my narcotic. Currently i search the drug store for a fresh, potent drug to heal me better than you could ever do. -Nuha Alli
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May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 11:16 AM UTC
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