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layers upon layers on the wall and i've bared all. peeling the wallpaper fresh start, better days moving forward? but the purple underneath is more than a colour an emotion, time, reminder you once stood here, too wondering who the **** plastered these walls the cracks are taller than me but a mere fraction of the size of the ache i feel in my chest half of you remains in the room next to mine, well-polished & cared for, but the small wooden box fails to reflect your big heart or the hole left in mine but i will continue to talk to you until my mouth dries up or i lose my speech for you are home
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:08 PM UTC
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layers upon layers on the wall and i've bared all. peeling the wallpaper fresh start, better days moving forward? but the purple underneath is more than a colour an emotion, time, reminder you once stood here, too wondering who the **** plastered these walls the cracks are taller than me but a mere fraction of the size of the ache i feel in my chest half of you remains in the room next to mine, well-polished & cared for, but the small wooden box fails to reflect your big heart or the hole left in mine but i will continue to talk to you until my mouth dries up or i lose my speech for you are home
very messy, just like my thoughts
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:08 PM UTC
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