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Who am I? Why do I feel this hurt When I've been there Where heaven only knows What compels me, return. How do I feel this hurt When I purposefully Buried it under the hole From which it sprung I don't want to let low My other half Please come back to me Please make me safe again
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 3:52 AM UTC
Rough and Red
Who am I? Why do I feel this hurt When I've been there Where heaven only knows What compels me, return. How do I feel this hurt When I purposefully Buried it under the hole From which it sprung I don't want to let low My other half Please come back to me Please make me safe again
My heart is not a black ocean but rough and full of red.
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Jun 18, 2015
Jun 18, 2015 at 3:52 AM UTC
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