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Sackcloth and ashes

9:53pm

Everything was fine.
I was holding up fairly well.

Till dawn.
When angels retreat to nirvana.
And devils rose from its Sodom. 

Everything breaks apart.
That's when I realize
How painful it is
For a fragile heart to bear.

I wish... I could rip apart this ruth, with a gouge.
To cure this torment
For eternity.

Mon coeur me fait mal, je pourrais mourir




Once
Twice
Third time's a charm?



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