Feb 2018
My heart has a cavity.
It's bittersweet,
Getting eaten up
By the monster that it thought it had abolished
So long ago;
Rotting away,
Rotting my heart;
Away.
It's bittersweet,
Getting eaten up
By the monster that it thought it had abolished
So long ago;
Rotting away,
Rotting my heart;
Away.
(20/M/California)
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