Broken Record (SCAVA)

Broken Record (SCAVA)

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Well, I know I should be moving on But I feel like I'm already gone Now if somebody'd hold me, save me from This broken record that's playing in my heart You know it's alright, I'm praying for the sunshine To get me through the hard times, to get me through the hard times You know it's alright, I'm praying for the sunshine To get me through the hard times, to get me through the hard times Well, I know I should be moving on But I feel like I'm already gone Now if somebody'd hold me, save me from This broken record that's playing in my heart Well, I know I should be moving on But I feel like I'm already gone Now if somebody'd hold me, save me from This broken record that's playing in my heart ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO @JDog_N_Roni3Tears and @Danny-HU sequel to This Love, This Hate SLOW UPDATES
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🏆 ORIGINAL CONTEMPORARY NOVELLA FAVORITE - THE AMBYS 2025 🏆 I would not mind leaving this hell for another. Because I could not care less if I throw away my life of failure and inadequacy as long as you were with me. I was another stranger, another faceless being in the tapestry of your dreams. And you held my heart like a guitar peg, twisting and twisting until I snapped. Playing with my strings until my sound tore to shreds and I vanished into the mere noise of the world. And I did not mind it. Because when you met my eyes, I thought I saw myself reflected in yours. But it was not me who was there. It was my own hell. ˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°• © 2023 (First Edition) [10,000 - 15,000 words] [All graphics are made by @sardonictabby] C/TW: Contains discussion about suicide and depression. Read at your own risk.

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