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I was running on an empty heart
Not a trace of gasoline
Trying to dim every single spark
That could hurt, that could burn all of me

Like a soldier on a battle ground
Lying wounded on the field
I was fighting along with the broken sword
Now I’m caught in a war with no shield

Someday my prince will come. I hope your battle aren’t difficult and that your heart remains strong. I wish that you are healthy and content, and hopefully sooner than later our paths will cross…

I know you’re out there. Help me find you.


About Sendy

I'm Sendy. Trying to figure out my path in life post-undergrad.

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