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21.11.08, 9:20 PM
Is it the end?
It would be a long story. [ if i typed it out ]
But I typed and backspaced, typed and backspaced.
Its like a drill to me.
I would never be able to type out anything that has got to do with you.
I don't even dare to think of our past.
The messages and even your number.
Although its deeply carved onto my heart, I can't face it.
Every night, whenever I close my eyes, I think of the past.
And I can't get back to sleep. WHY?!
I count mehmeh(s), no use.
I often have to stare into the dark before falling to sleep.
This is the torture you give me.
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