i buried all my guilt there with my youth

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[sadgoatboy]

Sleep Cult - L.S. Dunes

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Thoughts hurt more than spoken word

Parzival T.

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I was just a little boy wondering why I was broken

Parzival T.

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I don't understand why it had to be me

Parzival T.

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I told myself not to but you convinced me otherwise. Next time I’ll know better.

Parzival T.

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Sometimes I forget that trusting others never works out.

Parzival T.

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Those promises are empty Just like you

Parzival T.

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the longer it goes, the less the words make sense

Parzival T.

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and just like that there I go spiraling again

Parzival T.

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I’m an emotional black hole, taking it all in but never full.

Parzival T.

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I guess I don't have to try to be broken when I already am.

Parzival T.

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Parzival T.

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I guess so.

Parzival T.

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Parzival T.

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It's such a contradictory feeling to have, knowing I've successfully lied my way out of your worry while staying the same amount of damaged. I've gotten what I want, yet your words still hurt me...

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Parzival T.

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I doubt you'll ever know just how much I'd do for you