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Pouring my heart out onto paper Writing it in the blood I shed flowing out of my veins in never ending rivulets the crimson stains penetrating crying out from my constantly bleeding heart Dying and flaking out being swept away in the never ending breeze, the winter chipping away at whatever's left behind nothing but dead and hollow dreams left a million invisible pieces of shattered heart floating around the world never to be brought together again
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC
Windy days
Pouring my heart out onto paper Writing it in the blood I shed flowing out of my veins in never ending rivulets the crimson stains penetrating crying out from my constantly bleeding heart Dying and flaking out being swept away in the never ending breeze, the winter chipping away at whatever's left behind nothing but dead and hollow dreams left a million invisible pieces of shattered heart floating around the world never to be brought together again
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Mar 23, 2016
Mar 23, 2016 at 8:20 AM UTC
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