Sad doesn’t even describe it,
when the neat little lines designed to make me feel
fail to make me feel anything.
Maybe this is depression or maybe just heartbreak.
I don’t know anymore.
All I know is that the words that stung the most
left the mouths of those who claim to love me.
And they forget so easily how they scarred me,
expect me to take the words with a grain of salt,
love them through the heart I had before.
How fucked up is that?
Fire & Female 
Very.
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