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promises and sewing thread

you can't possibly know

what you're doing

to me

I'm tripping and falling

over false hopes

and promises

I'm so close

to giving up

sinking to the bottom

staying on the floor

to putting my arms at my sides

and letting myself lean

and step off my

sewing thread tightrope

and all you'd have to do

to bring me back

is say hello.

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Published: Mar 12, 2012
LinesWords: 1763

Notes: oh god, this is pathetic

can I go die in my pit of emotional turmoil now?

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