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Drunk on love, && some cheap boxed wine. I do this all the time; Why do I do this all the time? There are 37.2 trillion cells in the human body Yet somehow, you're coursing through every last one of them. I push people away constantly, For fear of ever Falling in love with them. The heart always wants What it cannot have, A far away lover From a far away land. All I'm left with are these words, Which shall forever remain unspoken. I'll just carry on in denial, Pretending I'm not Heartbroken. If my outer layers are perfectly placed together, Can anyone tell that my insides are shattered? Bruised && battered; Does it really matter? Does any of it matter, To you?
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
The Things I'll Never Say
Drunk on love, && some cheap boxed wine. I do this all the time; Why do I do this all the time? There are 37.2 trillion cells in the human body Yet somehow, you're coursing through every last one of them. I push people away constantly, For fear of ever Falling in love with them. The heart always wants What it cannot have, A far away lover From a far away land. All I'm left with are these words, Which shall forever remain unspoken. I'll just carry on in denial, Pretending I'm not Heartbroken. If my outer layers are perfectly placed together, Can anyone tell that my insides are shattered? Bruised && battered; Does it really matter? Does any of it matter, To you?
#love#heartbreak#lost
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Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
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