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The withdrawal is killing me My cells are longing for the warmth of your body For the feel of your skin on mine For the vision of you to be on my corneas My hands are itching to hold yours My heart feels like it’s caving in upon itself I can’t breathe I need to be near you I need to feel you I need you The withdrawal is killing me
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
Withdrawal
The withdrawal is killing me My cells are longing for the warmth of your body For the feel of your skin on mine For the vision of you to be on my corneas My hands are itching to hold yours My heart feels like it’s caving in upon itself I can’t breathe I need to be near you I need to feel you I need you The withdrawal is killing me
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Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 3:24 PM UTC
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