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Not alone

I know how your lonely you hide it in your eyes.
I feel tender waves in my blood stream, holding each other while we cry. They don't know empathy like you and I. spilling our guts to the ones who feel a little dead inside. 

◄ It means nothing if you don't believe in yourself

I'm ok with you leaving this time ►

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