: ̗̀➛ then all time just stopped

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and it was all just an illusion .ᐟ ˚ ｡⋆ 🦢

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misery is wound around me like vines.

the voices in my head growing louder, sharper.

mierly needle able to keep the pieces of my heart sown together.

fire the only thing able to keep me warm.

letters i write to no one are my only cry for helps.

makeup the only thing to make me feel wanted.

i never deserved them.

because they deserved the world,

and i was never the world to them.

and if i was, it was only for barely a second.

then it all withered away.

never the first choice.

what if i just ran away?

became ghost to everyone?

and blocked everyone i knew out?

news walls are being built higher and higher around my heart.

because this feeling of numbness is the only thing that's keeping my alive.

well, that is, until those walls come crumbling down and my heart suffocates.

...done

❛ a heart can be broken, but it keeps 

on beating, just the same ❜

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