broken inside and out,
tears still sting the back of my eye yet I shed not even one.
empty and emotionless I feel,
like a vacant dark room, blocked from every source of light.
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RandomAnd if she were to leave someday, her words will forever remain ｕｎｓｐｏｋｅｎ.
late night thoughts.
broken inside and out,
tears still sting the back of my eye yet I shed not even one.
empty and emotionless I feel,
like a vacant dark room, blocked from every source of light.
