If there was a cure for a broken heart, could I even afford it?
And how many times can the same wound be reopened before the error goes to the stabbed?
Where is the line between glutton for punishment and repeat offender?
How many opportunities have been missed in the ever-expanding search for blame?
What good was earned and what bad was deserved?
Why does it matter?
It doesn't. But it's there.
Where are you?
Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 8:21 PM UTC
If there was a cure for a broken heart, could I even afford it?
And how many times can the same wound be reopened before the error goes to the stabbed?
Where is the line between glutton for punishment and repeat offender?
How many opportunities have been missed in the ever-expanding search for blame?
What good was earned and what bad was deserved?
Why does it matter?
It doesn't. But it's there.
Where are you?
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