one must hold oneself to get through it
the wrecking ball of alone
like half of you gone
no one to hug
well, not him.
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How many more midnights Till the ache of dawn will fall, Heavily. How many times will we fall asleep together Touching each other just to...
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Grey black animals prodded through the black, black skies of the room. Energy flowed through the room like waves, waves sloshing, thick with...
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Just be the shit on the fucking floor crumble down, it's the final score you know you're worth nothing, prick, and you were the one ...
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