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What a beautiful morning to wake up on your side of bed - now empty of you and your smell. There was a warning and I got it misread now I can’t get out of your spell. Are you still coming or are you waiting until I’m dead to release me from this cell? I dine alone, love and the seat across from me where you’re supposed to be is empty. So I dine alone. I dine alone
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:03 PM UTC
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What a beautiful morning to wake up on your side of bed - now empty of you and your smell. There was a warning and I got it misread now I can’t get out of your spell. Are you still coming or are you waiting until I’m dead to release me from this cell? I dine alone, love and the seat across from me where you’re supposed to be is empty. So I dine alone. I dine alone
2012's valentine's day wasn't this bad
dramachine
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May 21, 2014
May 21, 2014 at 11:03 PM UTC
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