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I fell in love more than just two times,
been hurt for the countless times,
but this day is an exception.
It felt like I put my heart as a contribution,
and when somebody left me for I am a boring person,
I am no longer getting hurt because what's the point of self-destruction?
My heart is already at it's end point,
I'm no longer crying nor feeling pain,
Seems like my blood is made of novocaine
And the pain they gave me is now my cocaine.
Wednesday, October 23, 2019▪️ 4:34 PM
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Smile, Cry, Die
Poesía"How can you save a splitting relationship when you can't even save yourself? " I'm Dane and this are the words I couldn't dare to shout. The words of pain that I couldn't precipitate. The metaphors I couldn't dare to speak... Would you listen? ...
