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the pittsburgh pulse by SocraticSynapses, literature

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the pittsburgh pulse

i'm not a city boy. i don't know what brought me out here, to a city that has a heartbeat and rumbles so thoroughly that when you lie awake in bed at night, it's almost as if you can feel it rise and fall with every breath it takes. i'm useless at falling asleep to something else's heartbeat because it begins to drown mine out and i forget the feel of mine and i forget if i was ever alive to begin with. lately every morning and every night begins and ends with the city's pulse and i can't remember the last time i heard my own blood pumping through my own veins. i've started living in my own head to get away from the clutter of the city bloc

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Artist // Hobbyist // Varied

Aug 28
United States
Deviant for 7 years
www.kimberlyryanart.com
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Feb 1, 2017

My head hurts from crying

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I never cry It kind of worried me at one time I mean if you don't cry you're kind of like a monster or something right? I tried not to love anything My subconscience probably knew that I couldn't handle it Because then I started to love and that's when I started to get hurt First I loved a man, then I loved my children, then I loved another man, then I loved a dog Then I started to lose all those things all those people started to go away They didn't love me back they laughed they got sick  and left or died so when I look back when was I happiest? When I was painting or when I was lost in a book or  when I was having sex but loving someth