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Upbeat
You want to help?
Stop breathing!
All the things that I hate,
Think their hearts have meaning.
But I'm tired,
And they keep believing.
So let's play a game.
It's called " No More Hearts Beating"
Stop breathing!
All the things that I hate,
Think their hearts have meaning.
But I'm tired,
And they keep believing.
So let's play a game.
It's called " No More Hearts Beating"
Published Yesterday
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Yesterday 10:39am
Love it! This is a great poem.How many do you think will play this game?
Yesterday 1:58pm
I think it's more of a solitary game that everyone does at their own pace whenever they get the chance lol
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Yesterday 3:29pm
