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You did this…to Me

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Warning: This post can be a PTSD trigger for DV/SV victims/survivors.

For how long?

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"My ribs hurt from heartache, And the poison inside me make my lungs suffocate."

Need you now

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...because I need you now. And this distance is killing me.

Ink Stains

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Words are the ink colored tear stains left behind on pieces of papers

You. Just You

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You are not my addiction. No. You are my oxygen. And without you I have no life. I am dead.

Finally found you

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Who said love requires a translation?
It does not.
You just need to look in each others eyes and the world around you will turn into a hazy inconsiquential blur.