| There was once a singing girl with a power to give people an amazing joy through and through. Ever since she was young she could make grown animals calm and gentle with ease. When __________________ You’re like a splinter, just killing me slowly from inside
The piercing winter is so much more inviting than the stare in your eyes
One heavy cinderblock, like a rock you’re just staying, weighing, breaking me down
I’m crying out, you don’t hear me, you don’t hear a sound
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