Heart Of A Goon

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Zoya:</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Ever saw a dead body?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'll ask again.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Ever saw a dead body walking among us?</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I've been dead on the inside since my parents were taken away from me and I was forced to move out the only home I knew.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Never truly ever knowing love or what it felt like. Always witnessing everyone else have what you wished your heart could do.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Love.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>That word love could walk up on me snatch me up and I wouldn't have ever known. Me and that word didn't exist and I had come to terms with that when I watched them fighting to save my boyfriend's life after my brother nearly took it from him.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Again love was never meant for me... Zoya Caselli.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Even the big dawg eventually got tired too...</span></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Goon:</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>There was always love around.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My mother was a single mother to two boys but there was always enough love to go around. Never being able to leave the house without giving her a kiss on the cheek or saying I love you. Even now if I hadn't spoke to her in a few days she would call to remind me that she loved me.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Physical touch was my love language.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I needed it.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Had to have that shit.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I was Ms. Lawyer's opposite in every way.</span></p>