"I was looking for love in an empty vessel
I nearly worked myself to death
I used to put whole worlds around your validations
now I was wondering if I actually should
I kissed my weathered wounds in a haunted old town
my clean ends over dirt and trash
I was thinking of you, what you might have been up to
but confident in assuming it was no good
I was searching for remnants, for relics of my former life
half-hearted books and heart felt keepsakes were all that I could find
I was searching your bedroom, for any sign of life
abandoned books and dusty keepsakes were all that I could find"
A love story
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A Love Story, if told correctly, will do nothing less than ruin your heart.
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