Heart
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No, this isn’t a poem. This is just me, sitting here, listening and crying, to the artists that I love. Namely, Reba. I have listened to Reba for as long as I can remember. She was the TV show I watched and the music I listened to. I am beyond excited for her new music
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Dark, cold, and silent.That’s what you would find if you walked through my heart.It isn’t fully of happy memories.It isn’t warm and bright.You would think you were deep inside a cave.Over there is the first time the abuse happened.Keep going, and you’ll see how it evolved. From little comments here and thereTo part of a
