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Aug 16
If this is a test
Then, dear, I’m failing
I’m still texting you every
Single
Day
I miss you so much
It hurts not knowing
I’m struggling
But I’m sure you’ve got it worse
I wish I could see into your head
I need to know how you’re doing
How is it going
I miss you i miss you
I do
I’m failing without you
Written by
Lyle  17/F/Hells Mind
(17/F/Hells Mind)   
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     Thirty Nine, lizie and CantSeeMe
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