Mar 2017
My headphones are on.
I know what I'm hearing.
And I hope you can hear my heart break with every hit.
There is no excuse.
There is no cover up.
You wouldn't allow me to sit idly by and listen to you drain the blood from your hands.
I've been there, I've done that.
100,
200,
300,
Are you even counting? I'm not, and even I know you've doubled up on the hits.
I can hear it.
Can you?
I know what I'm hearing.
And I hope you can hear my heart break with every hit.
There is no excuse.
There is no cover up.
You wouldn't allow me to sit idly by and listen to you drain the blood from your hands.
I've been there, I've done that.
100,
200,
300,
Are you even counting? I'm not, and even I know you've doubled up on the hits.
I can hear it.
Can you?
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