Now comes the wait.
Until I have nothing left to live for
Until you have nothing left to lose
Until we have nothing left to love anymore
Until the impact of the fall won't hurt
Because when we get there,
We'll already be empty.
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— nothing ; E.D
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The Diary of a Fallen Girl
PoetryThere is no relief. Only love, And death. *** This is dedicated to everyone who has broken my heart before. Thank you. *** {Highest Ranking: #315 in poetry} {Trigger Warning}
