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the thumps of the drum sink down into my stomach, a good feeling that is. it feels like everything is sinking, i love it., the sound of the bass played hard to break my ears. i want my ears to bleed, i love that feeling that much. it's like love. love is so intense and so deep like music blasted in my ear. the head phones tightened so tight against my cold mistaken ears. love is complicated. but the feeling of being loved is a warm hearted feeling. i do want to feel that again but don't want to feel the cold and sunk feeling. the feeling of trapped in a cold prison makes me whimper at the sight of being lost. i do want to feel something again but how? and who?

no one will come to my thoughts but only one. the one i have been with before. they loved me and felt happy with me for seven months then it went dark. they stopped loving me but i kept going. they eventually stopped this "love" and left me. alone. and not warm. it was a war between us, we both lost. but never became enemies. we became close friends over the one and half years. and since then we have gotten closer again.

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