I wear a band-aid on my heart. It gets hurt so many times. It never gets any protection.
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Choke-holds and Death-grips.
He's trying to take them all away. I love them so dearly, maybe not even knowing clearly. Is it my Karma? Or a mix of bad fate? If I could say 'I love you' with lips sewn shut. If I could show 'I promise' with a body paralyzed.