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It hurts for a reason, the end of
us. My heart was suddenly ripped
in two and my lungs refuse
to take in any air
but yours. It hurts for
a reason. But
why must it
hurt so
much?
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Alexandria Stanwyck
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Comments (6)
Poignant and heartfelt and I agree with Cathy - what a great line. Wonderful.
It does hurt. But once we get over it and move on it like becoming a whole new person.
So devastatingly beautiful.
What a pleading question in the final lines! Great nonet, Alexandria!
Fantastic
"My lungs refuse to take in any air but yours." Love this line. Fabulous entry.