I need you. I need you every minute and second.I breathe you. My sense of it is not a lie. When you do not write, I want to fall off the roof and break. Do not cast me not to hurt. Touch me that I felt formication. Do not make me cry. I am weak. Kiss me, what would I have gone mad. Be with my rougher. I hate snot.Just love. It would make me happier.
Stay. With. Me
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