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I can't fill my holes anymore. Being empty is one thing. Being completely riddled with holes and scars is quite another Missing pieces And I'm thinking that it's almost better To lose everything Or to never have -Than to only miss one vital piece And watch yourself struggle to go on -surviving without it.
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
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I can't fill my holes anymore. Being empty is one thing. Being completely riddled with holes and scars is quite another Missing pieces And I'm thinking that it's almost better To lose everything Or to never have -Than to only miss one vital piece And watch yourself struggle to go on -surviving without it.
Greyson-fay
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May 13, 2015
May 13, 2015 at 11:58 PM UTC
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