'cry for help'
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Your skin is like a magnet
You are bound to get scars
Whether they are on purpose
Or by accident
When it is on purpose
truth only hurts
when it interrupts
the pleasures
we derive from lies
pain only hurts for a moment
sometimes
i break my own heart
just for the callous i earn
There is beauty in the river as it flows
The trees whistling in the wind
Running, I keep going
Why isn't anyone else here?
It's only me
Why does it just feel so right?
10 months of no reply
not one single word
yet i hung onto you
onto your every word
like a lifeline
my heart was never yours
night and days of missing you
