I feel as if I have been cleft in two; that my insides have been filled with countless, useless things. And that, no matter how I try to hide it, I will always want. I will always fear, and I will always be prone to these bouts of weakness.
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I don't trust people when they tell me that my heart is good.
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I love you all. My heart, I pray,
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