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How could I ever forget- That gap that you needed to fill, or whatever your excuse was last time... Maybe I wasn't just what you needed Or what you wanted At the time You needed a stronger cement to fill the cracks in your heart The ever-widening fissures around the heart-shaped chasm The storage space for all your secret sadness So I ask you now... Now that you're gone... Do you really feel better? Now is the hole whole? Or now is it just a whole hole?
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
Excuses Are Really Justifiable Lies, After All
How could I ever forget- That gap that you needed to fill, or whatever your excuse was last time... Maybe I wasn't just what you needed Or what you wanted At the time You needed a stronger cement to fill the cracks in your heart The ever-widening fissures around the heart-shaped chasm The storage space for all your secret sadness So I ask you now... Now that you're gone... Do you really feel better? Now is the hole whole? Or now is it just a whole hole?
¿Es la corazón un ladrón también?
anonymous-anyone
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May 8, 2014
May 8, 2014 at 11:17 PM UTC
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