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But I never said a word.
Inside I'm crying.
My brain feels static.
My thoughts are a scream.
This is my anxiety.
My Bond With You
I miss you. I miss the sense of peace and
tranquility I felt when you were next to me, I miss the sense of pr...
Of You
Of you, I can only think of the glasses that
usually hung around your neck like an extra long necklaces