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Broken words line these open seams A bleeding heart rests in the palm of hope You struggle to keep your hold on the ground All your stitches are open doors Ready to take in a lonely soul At the expense of everything that was yours
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Dec 22, 2021
Dec 22, 2021 at 7:40 PM UTC
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Broken words line these open seams A bleeding heart rests in the palm of hope You struggle to keep your hold on the ground All your stitches are open doors Ready to take in a lonely soul At the expense of everything that was yours
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Dec 22, 2021
Dec 22, 2021 at 7:40 PM UTC
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