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right by my doorstep and over my head
2012-02-17 - 2:56 a.m.

I started to talk to my empty room, asking for something. Then I realized I was starting to talk to god, which I do not do anymore. I wanted to say one last thing about someone, to someone else who would listen. I wanted punctuation, then validation.

I cannot believe she's going to be gone when I wake up. I know it'll pass, but I miss her so much.

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