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Sep 2014
Do you feel that?
That stinging, aching, terrible, but blissfully bad pain in your chest?
I’m sorry, I’m so so sorry I grabbed your heart with my bare hands, I took it and ran through the mountain tops and I wont give it back until you know what it feels like to have your heart ripped right from you.
Just like you did…you took my heart, no warning at all with your bare hands and ran to the hillside.
So excuse me while I learn to bear this stinging, aching, terrible, but blissfully bad pain in my ******* chest.
Meet me in the middle of the universe so we can fall among the stars and bear this stinging, aching, terrible, but blissfully bad pain in our chests together.
Krista Abraham
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