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sadness reeks

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when I’m broken and you take a piece of my heart like it’s a token
Sadness reeks
when you hear a mother's cry knowing that her baby died.
Sadness reeks
when you see the lights go out and you know what your father is all about.
Sadness reeks
For when the days go by and you know why.
There is a chance that we will win the fight against the broken hearts, the deaths, and those drunken dastards that makes our chests burn faster





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