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I remember the night I gathered his broken heart with my bare hands, trying to put it together. I eventually did, assembling those little pieces like a puzzle, leaving some behind and allowing the sharp ends to stick into my veins. It felt like poison without an antidote, aching and burning inside me. That was our kind of love: unusual yet delightful. cover by @cravekiss
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