Chapter 17: Note From the Dead Heart's Diary
Like lightning you struck my heart dead
And the weather was never fine ever again
A cruel victor you won my lifetime
I was forever cursed by you stumbling into my life
Even after it was finally over for good
You pulverized my mind, my body, my stillness with your idea of love, control
This was my golden compass
And I've been led back into your labyrinth of cold feels
I don't want this illness of you to come back
My only cure is to sever contact.
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