the heart is a heavy thing
I feel it in the back of my throat
and in the center of my chest
I feel the weight of my sadness
and the feel the pressure of my love
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Here We Are, But We're Still Lost
I have spilled my heart on this journal and now I am making it public. I doubt what you will find will interest you much. It's only my battered soul.
Lol, sorry, that was really angst, wasn't it?
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