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I’m working on saying what I feel when I feel it rather than when it’s too late the harm’s already been caused and the ones I love are already gone. I’m working on admitting to hurt that others ground into me rather taking it over and over again while you can’t know what’s wrong or ever notice your simple misuse of word and clause. I’m working on being proud of galaxies I have to offer rather than holding in ideas and little pieces of myself that weren’t meant to be pushed so far from everything just sitting on a shelf. I’m working on it, I promise, but for now I’ll give you this so you will know to hold on and please don’t give up on what I can be.      For all that's wrong,                    wait for me.
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
I’m working on it.
I’m working on saying what I feel when I feel it rather than when it’s too late the harm’s already been caused and the ones I love are already gone. I’m working on admitting to hurt that others ground into me rather taking it over and over again while you can’t know what’s wrong or ever notice your simple misuse of word and clause. I’m working on being proud of galaxies I have to offer rather than holding in ideas and little pieces of myself that weren’t meant to be pushed so far from everything just sitting on a shelf. I’m working on it, I promise, but for now I’ll give you this so you will know to hold on and please don’t give up on what I can be.      For all that's wrong,                    wait for me.
Please don't give up on me yet, there are bite marks under my skin and I just need time. Feedback? It still feels like a rough draft.
brittlebird
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Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 6:24 PM UTC
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