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Aug 2016
You'll know me by the trail behind
Of the hearts I never meant to break
The poor souls I tried to nurture
Fell heavy in my wake
I thought I could keep them warm
While tearing pieces of myself apart
Yet again I was wrong and torn
For putting those pieces into other's hearts
I am so truly sorry for those who ever loved me
It's my fault, but I'm no ****
I was too kind, too beautiful, too much
For making myself everyone's crutch
Lachrymose and Lies
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Lachrymose and Lies  In a tormented mind
(In a tormented mind)   
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   ---, ryn, Death-throws and Pauline Morris
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