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I use to write like it was my only way to get oxygen about all the things I wanted to do places I dreamed to go people I had met and those I hoped to one day meet my writing brought memories back to life people back to life feelings back to life it would stop the the hands of time but now I can't write because when I do I write about you and it brings it all back and I feel like I do after running a mile in the middle of spring and I'm asthmatic
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Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 2:47 AM UTC
Writing About You
I use to write like it was my only way to get oxygen about all the things I wanted to do places I dreamed to go people I had met and those I hoped to one day meet my writing brought memories back to life people back to life feelings back to life it would stop the the hands of time but now I can't write because when I do I write about you and it brings it all back and I feel like I do after running a mile in the middle of spring and I'm asthmatic
Every morning I wake up and re-live this nightmare.
emilymercados
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Aug 2, 2014
Aug 2, 2014 at 2:47 AM UTC
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