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Press two fingers beneath your ear, Feel the swift pulse of a lover's kiss, The devestated trickle of a meandering tear, The muted thump that accompanies a crinkled eye And the halted thud, seized by fear. Feel your heart steadily beating. This is it: Living.
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
Heart beat
Press two fingers beneath your ear, Feel the swift pulse of a lover's kiss, The devestated trickle of a meandering tear, The muted thump that accompanies a crinkled eye And the halted thud, seized by fear. Feel your heart steadily beating. This is it: Living.
Whenever I feel useless I just think of my heart always beating, desperately trying to keep me working and it makes me think that atleast something thinks I'm worth being alive.
serena-martius
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Dec 14, 2014
Dec 14, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
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