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At night that question comes knocking at my door, One day I know the answer, another it's I don't know. I want to set free of these muddled thoughts, Like breaking out of the tightly tied knots. I don't want to dive right into that atrocious ocean, The last time I did, it was like drowning in my own emotions. "That emptiness in my heart, when will it die?" I say that sentence again and again till I finally sigh. I mend their hearts because thats who I am, But where do I go when my heart whams.
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Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 9:42 AM UTC
Heart of a Healer
At night that question comes knocking at my door, One day I know the answer, another it's I don't know. I want to set free of these muddled thoughts, Like breaking out of the tightly tied knots. I don't want to dive right into that atrocious ocean, The last time I did, it was like drowning in my own emotions. "That emptiness in my heart, when will it die?" I say that sentence again and again till I finally sigh. I mend their hearts because thats who I am, But where do I go when my heart whams.
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16/F/India
Nov 20, 2025
Nov 20, 2025 at 9:42 AM UTC
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