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There is a certain pain hiding behind your bolted heart that you locked so eagerly for someone who does not even want to find the key, let alone take the time to put the key in the lock, twist the **** and allow you to let them close to you. The hologram of their attention dissipates the second you touch it, for you were never the one it was meant for. And your delusions stare back at you in the mirror knowing that everything between you is completely fictional. You know you were never their muse, their one true love, yet you would do anything to have them chain their heart to yours.
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2d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 4:35 PM UTC
unobtainable
There is a certain pain hiding behind your bolted heart that you locked so eagerly for someone who does not even want to find the key, let alone take the time to put the key in the lock, twist the **** and allow you to let them close to you. The hologram of their attention dissipates the second you touch it, for you were never the one it was meant for. And your delusions stare back at you in the mirror knowing that everything between you is completely fictional. You know you were never their muse, their one true love, yet you would do anything to have them chain their heart to yours.
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2d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 4:35 PM UTC
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