I've lost all that I posess. The will to look behind, the thing that hurts me the most. Your face is burnt into my scalp. You may not know it because it doesn't matter. The wind cant always be my youth, my friend, my hope. My tears are far gone. I can't trust anymore. Your tongue has decieved me. Your mouth runs with nothing to run to. This is my heart. I cannot give it to you for I know you will never give it back.


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