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Alone
I. Miss. You. Three primal words. That stand alone perfectly. Until the words are crammed together into one heavy sentence. Or statement. Or declaration. Until these primal words fall from the voice of a broken being. They stand alone perfectly. But when the last letter molds the cracked lips of a fractured soul. Three primal words become murderous. I miss you, is severely homicidal because there is always a part of it that is left unsaid. A part that is branded with a truth so fierce it can not even be shared with a dandelion. A weed that only stays around long enough for the next warm breeze to breathe through the trees.
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