That feeling when you listen to a song that tugs ever so gently against your heartstrings, the energy slowly seeping out of your body and you can feel the weight and effort in every breath you take.
Goosebumps rise as your hair prickles and bristle against their own roots. The song finishes, you let out a small sigh and carry on.
No love for the decay,
The Choo Choo train is chugging along
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