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I feel every day how it is more likely for me to hate life
I realize I've got nothing to fight for, nothing to lose
Nothing to give, or maybe I have a lot, but the heart
The heart is what matters, and that's an empty muscle in my ribcage
So fragile, so useless, so filthy
I realize I've got nothing to fight for, nothing to lose
Nothing to give, or maybe I have a lot, but the heart
The heart is what matters, and that's an empty muscle in my ribcage
So fragile, so useless, so filthy
Wow, I was really broken at that time, that was on January this year, but I made it... 
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My heart is covered in stitches and scars. Its nice to see poetry like this, makes me feel like I'm not alone in the world.