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please return me

By , plainfield, IL
You left me.
I cried till mi face was puffy, red, and stinging.
I now have a large hole in my chest.
Your absence twisted my life.
Without you by my side I have fallen, fallen back into my habits.
Those habits that you stopped me from.
Maybe if I continue you will come back, you’ll appear in my dreams; in my life.
Who am I trying to kid? You were my life, my soul, me.
I can’t leave myself, but somehow part of me was gone.
Stolen away by him, when he ran past me, through me.
He took me fully. Sometimes I wonder how many things can really be returned.





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