It's like a landslide of small, sharp rocks
falling onto your chest
into the spaces between your ribs
damaging your heart
and whats left of your fading soul
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 8:20 AM UTC
It's like a landslide of small, sharp rocks
falling onto your chest
into the spaces between your ribs
damaging your heart
and whats left of your fading soul
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