It's how I feel
I wonder if I'll heal
cuz
he took the breath out of me
left a gaping hole where my heart should be
left an open wound
I hope it'll fix itself soon
dangerous game
I'll never be the same
It toys with my mind and I've run out of time.
Dec 9, 2016
Dec 9, 2016 at 9:34 AM UTC
It's how I feel
I wonder if I'll heal
cuz
he took the breath out of me
left a gaping hole where my heart should be
left an open wound
I hope it'll fix itself soon
dangerous game
I'll never be the same
It toys with my mind and I've run out of time.
confused? I'd be too, if I didn't read the first part.
It was an excerpt
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