Just mend the broken hearts, with empty promises.
There's something amazing about not sleeping.
I find it amazing that the body copes, and that you are not tired if you tell yourself you aren't.
Isn't there something dreadfully morbid about working alone, burning that midnight oil?
It has occured to me that all this really isn't worth it.
The material things I desire aren't worth much either...
In time I'll find where I belong; yet home is still too far away.
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때때로, 그녀는 당신이 누구와 다시 사랑에 빠진지 미소하고, 처럼 봅니다
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