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For Hunter

I wish I could hide away from the rest of the world in your arms

bury my face in your chest only coming back up to kiss your kneck

Sometimes I miss the way you wouldn't call be by my name, but

instead called me beautiful

You swore to me late at night that I was your soulmate

but being soulmates wouldn't be enough to save you from your one true love

the drugs and the booze 

they called your name louder than I ever could 

I could never compete with something

that could make you feel so high 

or make you forget about the pain life had created for you

 

 

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<Deleted User> (21487)

Mon 18th Feb 2019 11:33

so sad - so well written - I could weep.

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