Deafening,
the sound of your tears are piercing me.
I spend every last second of my life
digging through your head
to unbury what you try to keep hidden.
I know that you're hurting -
let me fix you.
Jan 4, 2014
Jan 4, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
Deafening,
the sound of your tears are piercing me.
I spend every last second of my life
digging through your head
to unbury what you try to keep hidden.
I know that you're hurting -
let me fix you.
her tears like diamonds on the floor
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