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Oct 2018
Cluttered and full
With memories of pain

All of our hearts beat
But not the same.

Its beating lets us know that we're still alive.

So how dare some torture it
Forcing it to die.

It was not all over after that one guy.
Or if you're a guy i could say girl

Either way. Life goes on.
So should your heart!
Life forces us to move on. When you move on take your heart with you. Take your heart out of the situation. Or it becomes too full with tons of mess(pain) to even operate at its capacity!
Jackie G
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Jackie G  31/F/Pittsburgh, Pa
(31/F/Pittsburgh, Pa)   
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