My heart has been ripped and it is still beating.
When I'm out of control, I find myself changing.
So I curse and yell and continue to keep going.
I don't want to fight, but I want to tell you something.
Then I cry and cry until there is nothing.
Do you know what it's like to have this feeling?
Jun 7, 2020
Jun 7, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC
My heart has been ripped and it is still beating.
When I'm out of control, I find myself changing.
So I curse and yell and continue to keep going.
I don't want to fight, but I want to tell you something.
Then I cry and cry until there is nothing.
Do you know what it's like to have this feeling?
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