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446 · Apr 2014
Breathless
Brielle Andrews Apr 2014
A butterfly spreads it wings
and flies towards the
burning sun.

It's shadow
gently glides over
leaving me
breathless.

just like when I see you,
the butterflies in my
stomach start to fly,
and your radiant face
leaves me absolutely
B R E A T H L E S S
293 · Apr 2014
Untitled
Brielle Andrews Apr 2014
I'm not dead
But I'm not alive
I'm not living
I'm just trying to survive
{lp}

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