
I consider myself to be a messed up lady lying under the moon
however, they let me know that they can see a star sparkling in dimness
they can see my spirit to keep the sky lit
a few murmurs were sufficiently able to obliterate my heart
killing me wide open
heart forever broken
a few murmurs was entirely boisterous, to the point that I yelled myself the unforgiving things that live inside the dividers of a murmur
In any case, him .
he took care of me untruths and I gobbled them straight up
he didn't murmur
he yelled each of the lies concerning the amount he adores me and the things he guaranteed me he would do




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