It itches
This thing in my chest
Thus I must tear it out
To feel nothing
To sense no love
To be happy
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Poetry (if i know you in real life, dont read)
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Heart aches
It itches
This thing in my chest
Thus I must tear it out
To feel nothing
To sense no love
To be happy