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Jun 2015
There’s a hole
In my heart
And it’s shaped
Like you

There’s a wound
In my lungs
And It feels
Like your touch

Because of you
Everyday is weighed down
Like I’m a prisoner

Because of you
Insanity for me is just around the corner
Like I’m lost in the labyrinth of your eyes all over again

Because of you
I’m not my own
IK that I've used the first stanza or something VERY similar to it before but it goes better here tbh
Florence Maude
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Florence Maude
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   Margot Dylan and Nicole Dawn
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