everyday I think I'm ok... until it comes time to sleep. it hurts and only then will you feel the pain. you squeeze your pillow tighter and tighter... it makes no difference you still feel lonely.
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The days
Randomall the days gone by and I still want to cry. to want to feel to be with you. every day I'm incomplete and I just want to die. those are the days gone by.
lonley
everyday I think I'm ok... until it comes time to sleep. it hurts and only then will you feel the pain. you squeeze your pillow tighter and tighter... it makes no difference you still feel lonely.