Buried in your bedroom under blankets and black clothes theres a confession that's dying to awake. You grit your teeth and bite hard on that tongue afraid of what it might say. Let it go. Let the words flow straight from your heart unfiltered by what it might spark. Feel the pain leave your chest and breathe again. This is truth. This is what
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