The songs you write are so sad, & I can't help but wonder if your pain came from me. Maybe when they beat it into me, it got into my bones, & I carried it with me ~ and when you tried to fix my broken pieces, you cut yourself on the sharp edges & this sadness got into your blood.
-Nitya Prakash
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