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Oct 2014
breathless
you can even hardly breath,
because of the pain in your chest..
.
.
tears rolling down,
and you start to shake
you can't take this **** anymore..

sore
you feel your chest gonna be exploded,
all you can do is crying..
.
.
you already hit the ceiling,
you're so furious,
and you wanna hit the wall,
with you bare hands
-it doesn't hurt though, *if you compare it with your heart now


He thinks, you will never leave him..
ooh, I beg your pardon, mister..

*she will.. she will..
Philia
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