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About That

The heart broke
tears gathered like a crowd
none fell.

Static.


All encompassing pain.


Breathing deeply to keep from dying
kinda crying, sighing, weeping, dead.

What is left?
Shells and shit.
No clever quips.
This is fucking it.

Or is it?






Written by nikkimoe
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