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4.26 a.m. the hour I always find myself missing you terribly, feeling most alone, most helpless.
am I ashamed of being this weak? am I afraid of being this lonely? do they really still eat at me as much as before?
I tell myself I fell in love with the moment. I know nothing about you. I'm finally tired of including someone in my life. you have changed and so have I. Are you still my weakness?
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