of you;

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It's been three days,

more three strange days of me

being a wrecked fuck,

choking and choking on thick salty tears

that never seemed to send me off to 

dreaming of you,

more three days of me pleading

to the skies to bring time back,

to see you again,

a you that is still happy



fuck the unfair world.

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