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I will love her In the dark When her salt cracked grin And rough limbs are all she has holding her together I will love her When she wakes in the morn to a body that is not always akin to the way she feels within I will love her When she falls asleep with death's hand draped over the small of her hip I will love her When he answers and says he's busy plus she's using this phone right now "I don't really want you to need me but you know I'm here for you" I will love her When she loses sympathy for the ones who can't seem to find their way out cause ya know she "had it hard too" I will love her Self love is unconditional And unwavering Remember that
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 6:40 AM UTC
-love letter to a waning soul
I will love her In the dark When her salt cracked grin And rough limbs are all she has holding her together I will love her When she wakes in the morn to a body that is not always akin to the way she feels within I will love her When she falls asleep with death's hand draped over the small of her hip I will love her When he answers and says he's busy plus she's using this phone right now "I don't really want you to need me but you know I'm here for you" I will love her When she loses sympathy for the ones who can't seem to find their way out cause ya know she "had it hard too" I will love her Self love is unconditional And unwavering Remember that
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Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 6:40 AM UTC
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