..complications, predicaments, liaisons, fragments, idioms and expressions.
I keep falling back together
But
Each time there’s another little piece of my heart missing. Each time.
My depression lingers for too long now.
And
I worry too much about each of them and not anywhere near enough.
Lofty platitudes or was it elevated truisms? Did it matter? Strip away all the familiar tunes. What’s left? It’s the same old song and da...
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