jenna b

You will not break me for I am already broken.

The pieces lie naked unspoken

I lie in the grass trying to breathe

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I’m closest to my breakdown

The ticking count down

All that freaks me out

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My hands are in yours at the bottom of the sea if I fall down keep them warm for me.

My eyes cast down on your smile

hold my stare if only for a while ❤️

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he moon cries out to the ocean to call for it

To make waves and commit

To take the weight from it

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