Cheeted
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Pull out this feeling that I have. It's like poison in my veins. Blind by an empty space in my ribs. Alone I cry. Let my broken hearted sobs fill the sky. moans of a heartless woman are just complaints of the wind as it passes between the trees. No pity for the wind's depressed song. The earth will not stop for her. The world is not worth one soul. My blood will never clot. Healing will not happen. Shouting my plea will not help me. how easily we trust. Is it denial that makes us believe their lies? The barking of old dogs won't save our lives. Hearts like glass. So fragile and broken so fast.

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