i thought once you had a broken heart that was it but it seems whenever the quiet finds me it feeds me immortal strife and intentional pain. i have been having these conversations with my eyes lately it doesn't matter where we are at all and it is always the same...no no don't do it but my tears always fall. i don't feel so good some of the time. i feel my heart scream out your name...like it is being held prisoner inside of me. hoping you are going to come save it- is that fukin funny or what?
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