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Jan 2020
You are the whispering thoughts holding me hostage.
Your words lay hold of my heart,
forcing seconds between each pulse.
You are slowing the rhythm of my chest to a
barely
livable
beat

I hear your whispers and I guess you should know,
you are convincing.
Morgan Brousseau
Written by
Morgan Brousseau  20/F/ME
(20/F/ME)   
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