its times like these when i step
back and take a look at my painful
life that i realize... i need
someone to hold me... sounds gay..
its not.. just a lil cry out for
some cuddling.. i guess you can
say i miss being loved...
on the other hand... my routine life
is getting to me... i cant do this
alone.. i need to move on.. but how
can i move on
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