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Stricken, sudden realization My sense of worth so breakable, so frayed Your approval, my salvation Washes over me like a wave. It's unfair to me, to you Dependence on your word Breath held, between us two As though it's the last we've ever heard. In and out, up and down Never quite quick enough Falling, tripping, to the ground I never did like it rough. Water's edge, beautiful and deadly Peeking at my toes I always knew you were too friendly Now it's got me, now it knows. Knows the tide of my heart Ebbs and flows Never could keep up With those highs and lows.
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Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 9:27 PM UTC
Low Tide
Stricken, sudden realization My sense of worth so breakable, so frayed Your approval, my salvation Washes over me like a wave. It's unfair to me, to you Dependence on your word Breath held, between us two As though it's the last we've ever heard. In and out, up and down Never quite quick enough Falling, tripping, to the ground I never did like it rough. Water's edge, beautiful and deadly Peeking at my toes I always knew you were too friendly Now it's got me, now it knows. Knows the tide of my heart Ebbs and flows Never could keep up With those highs and lows.
Serenati
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33/F/Washington State
Aug 8, 2020
Aug 8, 2020 at 9:27 PM UTC
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