"I touched their hearts and swallowed it whole.
I dreamt of the nights I saw you in the street.
I clutched onto the promises you made."
The girl was broken in half.

"I don't believe in your promises.
I don't believe in anything but memories...
And what will block them out, tonight and other nights."
The girl was tragic but overrrated.

She could only spin stories. There was never anything more to her.

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