Do I miss you so badly?
Or the mere absence of any form of
affection...
Driven to vicarious satisfactions,
serving no means but to prolong
a self imposed exile.
From myself.
And it's of my own doing is it not?
thus one should live with it and the
aftermath that follows.
Scars I won't let heal.
Maybe I should just leave.
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*sigh*
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