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#falsecomfort
Each time I'm without you, My thoughts wander, My heart throbs in pain, My stomach eats itself, My body can't seem to be still. However, It seems you're the cure and You're the poison You say it's not serious, You say it's satire, You say it's okay. It's not okay. My thoughts wander. My heart throbs in pain. My stomach eats itself. My body can't seem to be still.
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May 22
May 22, 2026 at 9:05 PM UTC
This Is Not a Love Poem