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It's not my Heart that's broken it's my Soul unwinding itself into millions of decaying pieces seeping out of my skin like broken glass starving my lungs and killing my mind slowly burning my blood away until I'm nothing but a wilted shell of rotten flesh and shattered bones
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 8:16 AM UTC
Broken
It's not my Heart that's broken it's my Soul unwinding itself into millions of decaying pieces seeping out of my skin like broken glass starving my lungs and killing my mind slowly burning my blood away until I'm nothing but a wilted shell of rotten flesh and shattered bones
3-11-15
LupusDea
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May 12, 2015
May 12, 2015 at 8:16 AM UTC
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