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Mar 2018 · 500
with you
Bryn Martin Mar 2018
Time stands still when I’m with you

It’s chaos and stillness all mixed into one

Just enough air to breathe but not enough to speak

Arms wrapped around one another as if to brace ourselves against the clock

I’d open my eyes but I’m far too weak

Eyes closed, but definetly not asleep
A poem about someone else

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