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It's the kind of anguish that makes me want to curl up in a ball on the floor and scream my lungs out.
It's the kind of horror that grips my heart and throat and makes it hard to breathe.
It's the kind of melancholy that just never goes away..

Missing you just feels like all of that..

- 14/4/2021

- 14/4/2021

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