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These are all of the things I never said and all of the things I wish I could say.. This is my way of grieving.

At least I can say that I've tried

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by blackstarr20

by blackstarr20

It's 11:11 am, pm, it doesn't matter

My wish is always you.

It's not even that I want to be with you,

I just want you here, alive, breathing.

I want to tell you how I feel everyday,

I want to tell you that I hate you for leaving me here

I want to tell you

I want to tell you, but I can't

It's midnight,

3 am,

6 am,

and I'm drowning, but there's no water

I think it's just all of the tears I've cried finally catching up with my lungs