| B.Joy Icon Thread #35: With so much talent and such a great subject, how can you choose what to use?
__________________ 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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