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whisperingtales
18/F/denmark
And I start this decade Loving someone Knowing I will face The inevitable heartbreak Later on
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Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 1:48 PM UTC
Untitled
wars have been thought, battles have been fought. agonising whines, in heartrending times. a bewildering trench, led by a fair ***** no compass, no torch, i am indeed luckless. my heart has been a target, of a far-reaching bullet. the ***** who has the key to my heart, is dear to me only can she open up the heart that has been under lock.
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Aug 11, 2019
Aug 11, 2019 at 4:57 PM UTC
my heart is a battlefield.
it is not that i hate being ALIVE but i hate BEING alive
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Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 6:00 PM UTC
being or BEING
some people are trying to collect stamps or oil cans yet here i am trying to collect the pieces of my broken heart
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Feb 1, 2019
Feb 1, 2019 at 10:29 AM UTC
collecting
he saw her scars and asked her "why did you do that?" and she answered "some days it's for the pleasure and other days it's for the pain"
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Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 4:08 PM UTC
the question
i use my sc a t te red worDs to collect m y e v e n MO r E **** TEred h e a r t
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Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 5:39 PM UTC
the collector
i am just a child in a world full of adults
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 3:59 PM UTC
the truth
the worst kind of unrequited love is the kind where your dearest loved one who holds your heart acts like you hold their heart as well
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Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 2:18 PM UTC
the worst kind
our love is a game an everlasting war that we can never win for we are afraid of caring too much so we hide and we quiet it is a game we are bound to lose
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC
our love