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and the death of me came when you filled me with hope then left LL
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How must I say this So that they will understand I am broken But I am still worthy LL
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And the shots rang in his ears … Like death’s alarm clock. The sand, the smell of gunsmoke and coppery blood swirled about him like some sort of war haze. And still he moved forward … If trepidation could be held, he felt as if he could reach out and grab it. A tangible thing…
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I once met a man bound to nothinghe never planned to staybut I held on so tightlywith begging and pleadingwrapping it upin professions of foreverdisguising these pleasas I love yousand i’d lose nights spent arguingwith fear and sadnessnot to take youas you tried to fade awayknowing if I didn’t hold onyou’d fall right throughthe cracks…
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I can’t tell them but I don’t know if I’ll make it through this time LL
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there is grace in letting go when you feel their hand start to loosen LL
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No I don’t think you understand I want you primal I want you to make it hurt LL the blood & the bones
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I’m a smart girl. I feel them pulling me away. So, I make it easy for them. Finding a reason to make it my idea so I can say they didn’t hurt me.. somehow it hurts less when it was my idea to leave… LL
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I will stop planting my flowers in places where they will not be watered … I will stop planting wildflowers where they only want roses. LL the blood & the bones
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I say too little I say too much I can never find the in between But I lose either way LL
