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There was a time it was f! that noise then there was yelling at the boys an alcoholic cacophony we put the fun in dysfunctionality. Only a wish for peace and quiet then it was there and there was you and quiet you could do. I had scars, horrors to tell i needed to cry and scream and yell. A listener you turned out to be. A perfect friend for me. I have talked it through and here are you quiet in your independence but nothing to say hence. I see your horrors now and wish for you to take a turn and talk it through and learn how healing it can be to let it out you see. Please, just talk to me.
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
Talk To Me
There was a time it was f! that noise then there was yelling at the boys an alcoholic cacophony we put the fun in dysfunctionality. Only a wish for peace and quiet then it was there and there was you and quiet you could do. I had scars, horrors to tell i needed to cry and scream and yell. A listener you turned out to be. A perfect friend for me. I have talked it through and here are you quiet in your independence but nothing to say hence. I see your horrors now and wish for you to take a turn and talk it through and learn how healing it can be to let it out you see. Please, just talk to me.
Quiet men, i love one. He is what he is, there is no changing that. I wish sometimes he could win the fight inside you see, and finally talk to me..
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 1:11 AM UTC
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