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brynna Dec 2020
my body is but a canvas
for my blades to construct upon
TW: Self Harm
brynna Dec 2020
if i fill you with my love,
will you eventually match my heartbeat;
from the ground above?
brynna Dec 2020
the snow is as still as silence
our fingers intertwine;
but not in the way i aspire
brynna Dec 2020
i'm tightening the belt
meanwhile,
he's got you so smitten you could melt
brynna Dec 2020
i got it all wrong
and i must say;
the agony is unlike any cut
yeah
brynna Dec 2020
i never thought highways
would twist my heart
the way the blurred headlights
paint the perfect art
mental hospital thingz
brynna Dec 2020
for every breath that i have dreaded to take,
i shall add one to your lungs
as your essence is one so rare;
it extends beyond lifetimes
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