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Can't cope.
Do you know the feeling of being understood?
Me neither.
Do you know the feeling of being loved?
Me neither.
Do you know the feeling of betrayal?
That I knew, as I feel fresh wounds still scattered across my heart
The thousands of doodles and drawings I had in my sketchbook
Could never compare to my wrist's lines of art
The things you could find hidden in a book
Might ju...
Saturday 6th September 2025 9:16 pm
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