Music and writing are what define me.
He plays my heart strings like a broken down guitar. Once my soul sounded like a brand new cello but now it sounds like a drum without a beat and a violin without strings.
Yes I'm broken but, the broken make the best look like chine dolls in a Giants house.
I am just a girl looking for someone to love her. And sometimes someone to trust.
- JoinedNovember 9, 2015
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