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written from the heart
tortured artists make tragic art
here’s a piece of me. hold me gently.
09 Loud about what matter
i don’t make a lot of sense, i try to weave stories but the meanings get lost along the way, without a trail of breadcrumbs to lead them back to sanctity
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