more tears cried
less hours slept
more blood spilt
less food intake
more dark shadows
less bright eyes
is this all i am anymore?
a pathetic state of
depression?
i don't know what
was worse, a
broken heart i was able
to blame on my love.
or a broken soul
that was deformed
to begin with.
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 7:40 AM UTC
more tears cried
less hours slept
more blood spilt
less food intake
more dark shadows
less bright eyes
is this all i am anymore?
a pathetic state of
depression?
i don't know what
was worse, a
broken heart i was able
to blame on my love.
or a broken soul
that was deformed
to begin with.
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