I look at you and I wonder when. screams want to erupt from my pursed lips.
My mind rages with thoughts on the inside of this calm composure.
With every beat my heart is telling me to try
To let go of all the fear of what you might say, but it never wants to come out.
This sorrow pours from my breast and for now i hold my breath for the fear of drowning in a puddle of my heart on the floor.
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 11:10 AM UTC
I look at you and I wonder when. screams want to erupt from my pursed lips.
My mind rages with thoughts on the inside of this calm composure.
With every beat my heart is telling me to try
To let go of all the fear of what you might say, but it never wants to come out.
This sorrow pours from my breast and for now i hold my breath for the fear of drowning in a puddle of my heart on the floor.
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