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like a flash of lightning striking a proud and strong tree smiting it at its core relinquishing it of its sturdy base and graceful posture reducing it to a mere slump on the floor how does one pull themselves together when it feels as if their chest has exploded a ***** trapped door in your mind imploring you to try reminisce, memories reloaded you have been robbed of such luxuries reminisce at your own peril pass that stairwell where your passions knew no bounds enter the room where your fruit of love first blossomed there is no joy, just a dark tunnel and empty sounds blindly, try feel your way out you feel every memory on that cold wall slicing your hand on the shards of your broken love streams of blood to match those streams from your face to the floor but wounds heal scabs form and the bleeding will end but what about the wounds within does a shattered heart ever truly mend
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Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 4:40 PM UTC
the peril of cherished moments
like a flash of lightning striking a proud and strong tree smiting it at its core relinquishing it of its sturdy base and graceful posture reducing it to a mere slump on the floor how does one pull themselves together when it feels as if their chest has exploded a ***** trapped door in your mind imploring you to try reminisce, memories reloaded you have been robbed of such luxuries reminisce at your own peril pass that stairwell where your passions knew no bounds enter the room where your fruit of love first blossomed there is no joy, just a dark tunnel and empty sounds blindly, try feel your way out you feel every memory on that cold wall slicing your hand on the shards of your broken love streams of blood to match those streams from your face to the floor but wounds heal scabs form and the bleeding will end but what about the wounds within does a shattered heart ever truly mend
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Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 4:40 PM UTC
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