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How many times does is take How many bruises must I make How many smiles must I fake You tell me, how bad does it hurt Did you fall hard Did you break your heart You broke mine Thats not fair to say You didn't mean to You didn't know How bad it would hurt when I fell Into the pit of feelings This must not make any sense to you but thats not the point Dig deeper Breathe harder Its too much these days With the air suffocating me The weight pressing down I can hear my ribs crack But i feel nothing remember Not a thing Im not real Im nothing But nothing isn't such a bad thing to be Im evil. I worm my way into the heart Trying to feel something Something at all But i feel nothing remember Not a thing I scratch at the membrane thats holding your sanity together Tearing away a little at a time Making my way Into your mind Into your soul But i feel nothing remember Not a thing So pay me no mind Drop me like im nothing Weightless Really its okay I understand I would do the same Infact i already have I feel nothing remember Not a thing Besides that awful snapping Of my heart. Of my soul. I've already dropped myself Just like you knew i would You called it.
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
You called it
How many times does is take How many bruises must I make How many smiles must I fake You tell me, how bad does it hurt Did you fall hard Did you break your heart You broke mine Thats not fair to say You didn't mean to You didn't know How bad it would hurt when I fell Into the pit of feelings This must not make any sense to you but thats not the point Dig deeper Breathe harder Its too much these days With the air suffocating me The weight pressing down I can hear my ribs crack But i feel nothing remember Not a thing Im not real Im nothing But nothing isn't such a bad thing to be Im evil. I worm my way into the heart Trying to feel something Something at all But i feel nothing remember Not a thing I scratch at the membrane thats holding your sanity together Tearing away a little at a time Making my way Into your mind Into your soul But i feel nothing remember Not a thing So pay me no mind Drop me like im nothing Weightless Really its okay I understand I would do the same Infact i already have I feel nothing remember Not a thing Besides that awful snapping Of my heart. Of my soul. I've already dropped myself Just like you knew i would You called it.
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Nov 22, 2014
Nov 22, 2014 at 1:47 AM UTC
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