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With you, the ground felt solid like I could pull myself from this flooding basement, for good. Skin drenched, slippery shaking freezing skin. You stretched your hands out, held me till I grew warm. The waves swelled the surface grew rough. With my finger tied to yours you cut them loose, left me to drown in myself. How silly of me- to think that I could flourish in someone else's chest when I can't stand being trapped in my own. Silly, silly, stupid girl. You will always be alone.
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 7:36 PM UTC
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With you, the ground felt solid like I could pull myself from this flooding basement, for good. Skin drenched, slippery shaking freezing skin. You stretched your hands out, held me till I grew warm. The waves swelled the surface grew rough. With my finger tied to yours you cut them loose, left me to drown in myself. How silly of me- to think that I could flourish in someone else's chest when I can't stand being trapped in my own. Silly, silly, stupid girl. You will always be alone.
caroline-k
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 7:36 PM UTC
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