I was a heart that was shattered and yet, I still let you cradle me... Since the damage was already done you figured, "Why not add another crack". I wanted you to mend the manged pieces that became of me while, I lathered you in love that not even I knew I had left, in this hollow shell that found a way to keep on beating. But, the number of feelings I hauled was too much for you to bear... Wasn't it?... Wasn't it? Now I know that all people leave in the end.
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 11:11 AM UTC
I was a heart that was shattered and yet, I still let you cradle me... Since the damage was already done you figured, "Why not add another crack". I wanted you to mend the manged pieces that became of me while, I lathered you in love that not even I knew I had left, in this hollow shell that found a way to keep on beating. But, the number of feelings I hauled was too much for you to bear... Wasn't it?... Wasn't it? Now I know that all people leave in the end.
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