my head rests and still we argue for nothing she says im immature maybe not i busted my heart you were my real love i hope i never say these words i know you don't want to hear them i shatter and no one cares. i broke inward upon myself behind laughter there is unhinged desperation. behind my head there is a pillow which one is which?? my head ached it pulsed it pounded then i screamed and my head shattered at the same time as my heart and i was left staring and at the same time feeling i'd never love anyone like i love you.
Reason for writing:
Diana La Croix.
Birth sign: Aries
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