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by Poet on the Piano Mar 20, 2015 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
It's now so dark outside inside that I can't see the trail of your heart anymore, or where you tossed mine when I kissed you away with pencil sharpeners and quivering veins. Do you still remain in me, and I in you though the black is all I am?- Written 3/19/15 @ 9:21 PM
