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Mar 2012
Today, you're breaking my heart.
Tomorrow will be the same, I'm sure. The really funny thing is: you don't know you're doing it. 
So **** it.
**** this. 
**** me. 
Keep breaking my heart, 
soon enough I'll be numb as hell and it won't matter what we've done.

It's okay, baby.
Don't worry, I'm happy.
I found my plaster mask-
Made up just right:
pretty, smiling,
And just what you'd like
To lay your oceans on.

Don't worry, I'm numb.
And no no no, I don't feel that knife.

I've never felt more alive than I have in this moment,
Never felt less than that knife's
Cold spine against frigid mine.
L E Dow
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