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My heart is unique just like yours.

You don’t know what hurts it or the scars left by others.

The abandonment, the abrasive words, the over subtle passive mind controlling, the physical bruises, and the sense of not belonging; all have settled in once again as the full October moon rises in the distance.

The disappointments and falls of life rise from the graves and haunt me in my cold slumber.

Penetrating into my core, the memories nuzzle in perfectly, growing and expanding in my heart.

Even with the presence of a needle I could erupt.

Withering away into ashes and dust.


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