I can see your burning soul
It's warming my winter heart
And only we can feel it.
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— winter hearts ; 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}
