you keep asking me if I've filled all the holes in my heart
the truth is, I don't know how many the are
only, I'm capsized under my depression and I'm running out of air
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After You Left
Poetrycomplete poetry collection, over 70 poems from my darkest times and issues with love
Holes
you keep asking me if I've filled all the holes in my heart
the truth is, I don't know how many the are
only, I'm capsized under my depression and I'm running out of air