these dreams of broken hearts keeping beating in my head. to much blood pours out of the cracks. my hands trenble whenever i sense a silent whisper of hope. i wait for thie eternity of loveless hearts and and broken strings to come to a end. hold me close when i find you. the sunrises and the dew begins to fade away like i do. i have begun to make
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To much to feel with out breathing in this fictious world, one day i will awake and everthing will go black.
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