All the fucks you gave
they say you are what you eat anxiety bedridden nightmares monsters in the closet secrets that cling to your chest somehow become words that spill on dirty napkins takes more than a sewing kit to heal a fresh wound mothballs hidden away as a deterrent in your mind because somethings are too hard to swallow…
Smashing Hearts
spilled coffee shapes the day when your surroundings are made of noise wanting to sit this one out to hide the cuts and bruises that dig deep it’s ok to be empty crushing the wild with bitter tongue tied revelations makes you more human from the inside mixed messages shot down in crossfire extensions just…
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