Its nights like this that I know Im never going to get to sleep.
My heart is throbbing and my lungs are burning. There is a pain in my stomach that makes me want to buckle to my knees.
Sometimes I wonder if you can die from a broken heart, or does it keep beating until it starts pumping dust and I am grey?
Sunday, January 10, 2010
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