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Sometimes I just need a hug
I think of everything
I've fucked up
Some things are just too hard to bear
like waking up
or breathing this relentless air
I know I have nothing left
I did it myself
didn't need anyone else
Love is long gone
along with my health
darkness rages
within myself
And I'm almost convinced
that if that hug ever arrived
I would run for miles...
ae Aug 2005
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