An idea for a song that I kind of want to write, but I’m nervous
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They only wanna see the best parts, they’re here for the plastic hearts. When you’re broken and bruised. Voicesechoe back, I don’t know what to tell you. Nowhere feels like Home, when the people surrounding you physically make you feel alone. Staying strong gets so heavy. She says I’d fall apart if you’d let me.
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I don’t wanna change it too much from the truth, but I’ll definitely keep your ideas in mind. Also, I think I followed you, but I probably won’t comment on this anymore for the rest of the night cause I’m going to the gym in the morning and so now it’s the wind down time.
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ok i understand
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Thank you for understanding
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