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there was a girl whose heart did grow she loved and loved but we all know. that when she loved the whole world round they spit, and stomped her to the ground. she learned to hide her heart away it never saw the light of day she locked it up and tossed the key and oh this girl, well she was me. the first cold day at summers end the laughter of her closest friend they'd bring a smile to her face but fail to touch a deeper place she did find joy in little things but then her heart would cut the strings her friends they pulled her up for breath yet she was plagued by thoughts of death
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 8:00 AM UTC
The Issue With Loving
there was a girl whose heart did grow she loved and loved but we all know. that when she loved the whole world round they spit, and stomped her to the ground. she learned to hide her heart away it never saw the light of day she locked it up and tossed the key and oh this girl, well she was me. the first cold day at summers end the laughter of her closest friend they'd bring a smile to her face but fail to touch a deeper place she did find joy in little things but then her heart would cut the strings her friends they pulled her up for breath yet she was plagued by thoughts of death
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Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 8:00 AM UTC
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