With a twinge in my stomach & silence echoing in this bedroom,
I read the sad stories that make tears trickle down my fevered checks.
I know you are only an hour away for a moment,
but it might as well be a century when I am not beside you.
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With a twinge in my stomach & silence echoing in this bedroom,
Please tell me what you thinkComments
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