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A constant stare, while its on the table Not a blink from me, I feel unstable I hear nothing, no sudden vibration No flickering, no notification On the palm of my hand A sense of you getting closer My words were not planned I'm sorry, please say its not over Feeling numb Exhausted and stupid A destroyer of good A demolisher of cupid Thought of loosing you is crippling Can't bear my thoughts, its sickening End my agony, let me explain I need to feel you, or will go insane.
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 2:37 AM UTC
Crippled
A constant stare, while its on the table Not a blink from me, I feel unstable I hear nothing, no sudden vibration No flickering, no notification On the palm of my hand A sense of you getting closer My words were not planned I'm sorry, please say its not over Feeling numb Exhausted and stupid A destroyer of good A demolisher of cupid Thought of loosing you is crippling Can't bear my thoughts, its sickening End my agony, let me explain I need to feel you, or will go insane.
Marisela
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Dec 7, 2020
Dec 7, 2020 at 2:37 AM UTC
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