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one day I will get inside of you find out what you are hiding from me and you. Why do you hold back from me. You can tell me anything. What’s holding you back? What’s the truth you’re not saying? I see you’re controlled, like a faucet barely dripping, careful not to flood or spill. I would die of thirst. I’m Niagara Falls, rushing with emotions and thoughts, overwhelming and wild. You would drown in me. I get that I might be too much for you. But if that’s the case, just tell me what you need me to do. I can learn to reign it in. I can adjust to fit inside a box, but you must define the box. I feel like I’m walking on thin ice, every time I cross an invisible line, I risk falling through. Warn me please.   I know I can be a tornado of chaos and feelings. I know that scares you. I also know I bring something real, something alive. I’m not asking you to drown in it I’m asking for a lifeline. For honesty, For a little truth, even if it hurts. If you’ve already planned the end, please tell me.
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Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 5:12 PM UTC
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one day I will get inside of you find out what you are hiding from me and you. Why do you hold back from me. You can tell me anything. What’s holding you back? What’s the truth you’re not saying? I see you’re controlled, like a faucet barely dripping, careful not to flood or spill. I would die of thirst. I’m Niagara Falls, rushing with emotions and thoughts, overwhelming and wild. You would drown in me. I get that I might be too much for you. But if that’s the case, just tell me what you need me to do. I can learn to reign it in. I can adjust to fit inside a box, but you must define the box. I feel like I’m walking on thin ice, every time I cross an invisible line, I risk falling through. Warn me please.   I know I can be a tornado of chaos and feelings. I know that scares you. I also know I bring something real, something alive. I’m not asking you to drown in it I’m asking for a lifeline. For honesty, For a little truth, even if it hurts. If you’ve already planned the end, please tell me.
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Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 5:12 PM UTC
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