Though my heart was dead long ago,
This ******
Through my chest,
It is as the first.
Though I knew long ago,
The break of trust,
Denies me rest,
Heart smoldering, mind cursed.
Apr 6, 2021
Apr 6, 2021 at 7:46 PM UTC
Though my heart was dead long ago,
This ******
Through my chest,
It is as the first.
Though I knew long ago,
The break of trust,
Denies me rest,
Heart smoldering, mind cursed.
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