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My heart is aching from agony My memories are breaking me My body is aging everything around me is missing something, every place i go to holds a memory of you. I cant take it anymore, my days are all one color. My nights are harsh. I hug myself tightly everyday wishing upon a star praying for God wishing for something that deep inside I am sure its not coming back . My tears tend to drop every time your name comes out What do I do? Where do I go? How do I live? How do I adapt? Do I pray for a miracle or leave the days count?
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Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
My heart is aching from agony
My heart is aching from agony My memories are breaking me My body is aging everything around me is missing something, every place i go to holds a memory of you. I cant take it anymore, my days are all one color. My nights are harsh. I hug myself tightly everyday wishing upon a star praying for God wishing for something that deep inside I am sure its not coming back . My tears tend to drop every time your name comes out What do I do? Where do I go? How do I live? How do I adapt? Do I pray for a miracle or leave the days count?
maha-al
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Saudi
Nov 17, 2014
Nov 17, 2014 at 11:54 AM UTC
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