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❛ we feed on happiness while it lasts,
we scavenge on love like it's rare because it is
but do we really need to do so
when we lose a bit of ourselves while
we are at it?is my worth the payment in exchange for happiness and love?
Because if it is, then i'd rather cry oceans with a heart made of stone
than to lose my worth for something that is not for me. ❜
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exploding galaxies // -silvermist
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