brittany-marieWhisper

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Fault Lines Shaking Earthquakes.These days I hate being told about my strength. / I hate being handed a title branding my chest / With a word so full of magnitude.

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Family.My grandmother always told me, / that one day I would build my family. / Build my family?

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Here Lies Its Den.So i have this some kind of past.. / I spend most days crawling away from. / Most days, shoving the sound back

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Poison.We've got jello legs / My puddin' darling. / There is a sort of silent sharpness

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To Remember The Grace of Falling.Remember the innocence in the way we once fell upon the playground? / Scraped knees and bloody hands, / we held starlight in the center of our palms.

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