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by katy-owens

no butterflies in my stomach I have hands in my chest grabbing my heart squeezing it without rest Crushing me I'm helpless at best Tears welling up salty pieces of soul filling my eyes down they roll You can't ever fully escape heartbreak Tears my broken self spilling out seeping through my skin Can't hold it all together forever Maybe I'm grateful for those hands crushing my chest Don't have to feel all the pain desperately trying to find rest But my soul won't stop crying heart bleeding salty tears down my cheeks This heartbreak doesn't heal you just learn to live with the pain
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Dec 20, 2014
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#heartbreak#pain#tears#black#lives#matter#eric#ferguson#garner#racial
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