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here you are in a tug-o-war with your own hands heart yanked this way and that torn between what you wish for and what you don't desire unfortunately the same thing... abandoned by the one i love forcing myself to let go now all i hold is my heart in my hand dripping crimson upon the snow the oxygen is running low i am starting to bend like reading an emotional diary pulled into the shallows there's still enough water to drown in i'm like eggshells under fragile ice like eggshells under fragile ice eggshells under fragile ice cracked
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 4:07 PM UTC
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here you are in a tug-o-war with your own hands heart yanked this way and that torn between what you wish for and what you don't desire unfortunately the same thing... abandoned by the one i love forcing myself to let go now all i hold is my heart in my hand dripping crimson upon the snow the oxygen is running low i am starting to bend like reading an emotional diary pulled into the shallows there's still enough water to drown in i'm like eggshells under fragile ice like eggshells under fragile ice eggshells under fragile ice cracked
alberttheinsider
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 4:07 PM UTC
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