DIAGNOSIS
These words are tales unspoken
Of a boy whose heart was a graveyard
Buried in it were empty love notes and brokeness
He wondered if love was real
And if it was, why he couldn't feel what others felt
But sometimes to heal,
You have to love the pain that broke you
THIS IS LIFE'S DIAGNOSIS
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