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Dec 2023
That last image is burned behind my eye lids
That last message is burned into my heart
That last moment is burned into my soul

There’s a crack in my soul
There’s a knife in my heart
There’s a burn in my eye lids

I want to be blind
I want to rip my heart out
I want to sell my soul
For yours

Can we trade places
Can we talk again
Can we see each other

You were the glue
You were my roller coaster buddy
You were my best friend

Now you are a memory
Now you are a conversation
Now you are ashes in a necklace

Gods I miss you
Written by
Viktoria  25/F
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