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yet not a single trace of her. not even a trail. not even a shadow. not even a ghost
it’s been a long time since it rained like this. “ah, I love the touch of raindrops sliding down my face” I never knew what she meant by that. but I’m content the night sky was showering rain for her.
the heavy rain tells me you are there but at the same time you are nowhere. a million cries and hours have passed
I finally surrendered at last I ran as far as I could like she told me I should until eventually
I found myself missing
within me, I looked everywhere searched everywhere shouted my name everywhere
yet not a single trace of me. it felt like the world had ended, but a part of me wants to believe that the world hasn’t ended yet
Post this on the walls of the 12 gayest people you know...
If you get back 5 you're a homosexual. ..
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