Sleepy…. and somber. I have things on my mind you probably don’t want to hear and a look in my eyes that will probably make you want to leave me by myself. I let my misery bleed without disguising it with false bandages because wounds heal faster that way. Let my blood clot and my skin scar.. Wounded hearts end up stronger in the long run.
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