and here i am again ... writing a repetitive story of love
distance once brought us together... slowly tearing up our hearts
time and space swallowing the emotions
all that's left is this empty hole
where the heart used to be
wishing this shell of a body,
could drown in the depth of the sea
allow me to feel something
or at least dispose of this useless person
a shell, cracked and tattered
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