Starving myself in your absence
Separation from you eats my soul
Please stop choosing to harm me
This aching heart and these shaking hands are dying.
“Aching Heart.”
Love Illicit
Poetry aimed straight at your heart.
Starving myself in your absence
Separation from you eats my soul
Please stop choosing to harm me
This aching heart and these shaking hands are dying.
Poetry aimed straight at your heart.
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