Shiiiii....zam!
I'm in a heartless stateVacant and bruised
I DON'T WANT THAT
I could yell and scream as much as my mind would let me
But really my heart is jealous and needy
My face becomes contorted from lack of feel
I'm the type who curls back in her shell
It's okay my dear
This is only a season of beating
You'll pass on scarred
But not without healing
posted by Unknown @ 9:50 PM
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