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They tell me to let it go but how can I do that when it has latched onto me and made a home in my silence It has started paying rent and the fee is rotting me from the outside in It has started to scar and I wish to feel at least a little less like the dog-eared page of the book you never finished It has started or should I say continued to leave me empty of explanations and full of hurt and still they tell me to let it go
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
they tell me to let it go
They tell me to let it go but how can I do that when it has latched onto me and made a home in my silence It has started paying rent and the fee is rotting me from the outside in It has started to scar and I wish to feel at least a little less like the dog-eared page of the book you never finished It has started or should I say continued to leave me empty of explanations and full of hurt and still they tell me to let it go
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Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 10:48 PM UTC
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