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Oct 2023
It’s pushing me, pushing me off a cliff
Holding stuff back like this
It’s  pushing me, pushing me far from you
But still I fold my heart in two
I give it to you
You don’t have time to nurture it, take care of it, cradle it
I still just wait
Patience is a killer
Each day I get slimmer and slimmer
Shaking, being afraid, scared
Wish I knew that you cared
Fought the fight
That might
Save us.
Written by
EmmaJoiner  20/F
(20/F)   
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   Wyatt
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