i think i've seen her crying today.
and it's been the most desesperate feeling i have ever felt.
like her sadness came into my heart, turning it into ice and
b r e a k i n g it into a million pieces.
she ran to me with tears rolling down her face,
and said something i will never forget.
«when i said you were going to ruin your life,
i wasn't talking about the cigarettes.»
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insomnia.
Random«her name was insomnia, and she was the greatest metaphor a poet has ever written.»
