My head has ben split by the pain of neglect, it's seismic,
4.2 magnitude earthquakes.
4.2 magnitude earthquakes.
Loved hands restricted from wandering.
Sliding bodies, now laden with friction.
Rejected advances, rejected love... the heart wants what it cannot have,
the heart is starved of attention.
i am rejected.
the heart is starved of attention.
i am rejected.
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