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Her mind, plagued with the darkness of thoughts Pain burrowed in her chest She cried, and cried, then cried once more She needed to breathe but she can't She gasped for more air Then looked her face in the mirror How terrible it is to know That rivers could come from faces All because of a broken heart.
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
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Her mind, plagued with the darkness of thoughts Pain burrowed in her chest She cried, and cried, then cried once more She needed to breathe but she can't She gasped for more air Then looked her face in the mirror How terrible it is to know That rivers could come from faces All because of a broken heart.
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Sep 7, 2015
Sep 7, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
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