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I hated the smell, yet I inhaled it willingly. It stuck to me like tar, yet I touched it voluntarily. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. I was once impenetrable, I was once indestructible. Now trapped in a paradox. An endless abyss of nothing. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. I couldn't find big enough words to make you love me. I didn't know how to phrase what I feel, I'm not a human dictionary. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. You walked my beaten path, you said you'd heal the pain. I should have known you'd make it worse, not make it go away. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. You walk it every day.
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
Beaten path
I hated the smell, yet I inhaled it willingly. It stuck to me like tar, yet I touched it voluntarily. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. I was once impenetrable, I was once indestructible. Now trapped in a paradox. An endless abyss of nothing. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. I couldn't find big enough words to make you love me. I didn't know how to phrase what I feel, I'm not a human dictionary. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. You walked my beaten path, you said you'd heal the pain. I should have known you'd make it worse, not make it go away. I'm the epitome of a beaten path. You walk it every day.
EmilyNotBronte
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Aug 4, 2015
Aug 4, 2015 at 12:49 PM UTC
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