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| my heart is a hole you can keep all your friendship and all your love too and the expectations to which they’re always tied there’s nothing your kindness or caring will do i tore out all the feeling inside. i’m not here for pity or trying to be coy i lack the gilding to be anything but blunt my silence is no act, my detachment no ploy there’s nothing that i have that you want. you can keep all your illnesses and all of your cures oh, in the end my only goal is sleep and the darkness that it ensures my heart, my heart is a hole |
