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bleeding emotions isn’t my fort but sometimes these wounds of mine open deep into the bone. there’s a splinter stuck in my heart I can’t pull it out no matter what I say, God, oh God, help me heal All I hear is “healing happens from within.” Yet here i am suturing scars While wounds remain untouched, left alone As you see, bleeding emotions isn’t my fort hence the why, these wounds of mine have yet to **** me you see
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May 31, 2022
May 31, 2022 at 1:41 AM UTC
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bleeding emotions isn’t my fort but sometimes these wounds of mine open deep into the bone. there’s a splinter stuck in my heart I can’t pull it out no matter what I say, God, oh God, help me heal All I hear is “healing happens from within.” Yet here i am suturing scars While wounds remain untouched, left alone As you see, bleeding emotions isn’t my fort hence the why, these wounds of mine have yet to **** me you see
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May 31, 2022
May 31, 2022 at 1:41 AM UTC
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