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These days,
My heart's staccato,
Is drumming louder.
Louder than your screams,
As you tore me apart.

Bruises you embodied, yesterday,
Turned to scars today,
Still, you inflict pain on my scars.
And they open up again.

My dear,
My everything,
My moon in the night,
My color in the sky,
Please return my heart.

Halsey

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