Sometimes

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Sometimes I stay up at night and think of her, of what she would do if she saw this. If she did, would she still talk to me? Would she have the same feelings? I may never know. I an only ask for her help as a friend when I'm broken, when I just want to talk. And sometimes I want to feel her touch, her warmth but she is so far away. Someone help me.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 12, 2014 ⏰

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