There was no denying the pain.
There was no forgetting it was there.
Because I felt it.
In my chest.
His hand was back around my heart.
Ripping it,
Tearing it,
From my chest.
I could feel it.
STAI LEGGENDO
Out Of Your Veins.
Random(THIRD BOOK OF THREE- First book Into your veins and second book is Through your veins.) I tell myself that suicide will fix it, because I know that I'm not strong enough to do this, yet other times I tell myself I really am strong enough to do thi...
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There was no denying the pain.
There was no forgetting it was there.
Because I felt it.
In my chest.
His hand was back around my heart.
Ripping it,
Tearing it,
From my chest.
I could feel it.
