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.... a n d y o u 'r e n e v e r w a k i n g u p.         It's numb, it's cold                           But at least, I'm still being held; I'm still being wanted    I can feel his heartbeat, but no love                                                                                             Just freezing cold lust                                      I shouldn't be here                But where do I go?                                                                            If I leave, I'll be alone again         The crushing weight of solitude, more than I can bear                                                                   Even if I'm unloved, I'm still wanted                                             And that is all I've ever wanted                Even if he's cold              Even if my heart is left with scars, open and bleeding             Even if I'm surrounded by chains   I can't leave       I won't leave
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
This Is All Just a Bad Dream...
.... a n d y o u 'r e n e v e r w a k i n g u p.         It's numb, it's cold                           But at least, I'm still being held; I'm still being wanted    I can feel his heartbeat, but no love                                                                                             Just freezing cold lust                                      I shouldn't be here                But where do I go?                                                                            If I leave, I'll be alone again         The crushing weight of solitude, more than I can bear                                                                   Even if I'm unloved, I'm still wanted                                             And that is all I've ever wanted                Even if he's cold              Even if my heart is left with scars, open and bleeding             Even if I'm surrounded by chains   I can't leave       I won't leave
I made a reference to a game I've played named "Undertale" in the title and first line. Ah.... explanations.... past relationships? This one is really rough- I'm not proud of it. It was just something I needed to get out of my buzzing head at the time.
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Dec 8, 2015
Dec 8, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
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