Blood flows freely
As a love is severed clean
Nothing can heal a broken heart
Or mend a shattered soul
Bittersweet first love
Drowning in despair
Waves of anger and shed tears
Cleanse my wounds
Hurt consumes my bleeding heart
While my lovesick mind ponders
Will I ever love again?














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The all to universal phrase.
This is fine as a deviation, it's something we can all relate too.
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If you have to think about whether you love someone or not, then the answer is no.
When you love someone... you just know.
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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
Or mend a shattered soul
Bittersweet first love
Drowning in despair"
Too true...how's Kayla holding up? And how are you...pissed, sad, numb? Im a fucking wreck.
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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
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Death and danger do not have to come with trappings. They can come to you in the sweet breath of your beloved. Or on a sunny afternoon in a fish market with "La Macarena" playing on a boom box.
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