And then there are nights, so dark that I can't even see my soul but feel this beating heart inside my chest and those painful thoughts louder than i ever have before.
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Poetry"Manche Gedanken sind wie Glasscherben im Mund. Wenn du schweigst, tut es weh und wenn du redest, fängt es an zu bluten." Weil manches einfach raus muss, damit mein Kopf nicht berstet. Weil manche Gedanken unvollständig sind, und unperfekt, wie Sche...
nights
And then there are nights, so dark that I can't even see my soul but feel this beating heart inside my chest and those painful thoughts louder than i ever have before.
