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teenageoverdose Apr 2015
"Don't speak to her again.."
Echoed through my chest.
  It hurts like hell
It all hurts like hell
Losing her is like losing me
How could this be.
How?..
That question eats away at me.
I wonder if your sitting there writing a million words to express the pain we have been cursed to deal with..

— The End —