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He picked her up again and again but she couldn't learn to stand. She broke his heart ripped whole through but it wasn't in her plan to see him bleeding blue and the boy would say to her *Just glow.                                   All these bright lights?     they're too much for you           they truly don't suit     and all I need                     is your warmth come nighttime where only I can see you shimmer         your calming, calling glimmer is only hidden in the daylight light is not worth less because the shine is dimmer **what matters is location                 if the dark is coloured pitch       you'll light bright the whole nation***               Alas His words fell weak on empty ears because he was like sun, and she had closed her eyes to such powerful beams she couldn't seem to find the hand that promised to be her one and this girl was shrouded in a half-truth *Monsters sidle up with faces drawn as heroes with words whispered as saviors with teeth and angry claws at the time the sun is setting and if you glow* too bright     they find you Thus, Only from a distance could she listen and when dragged in by persistence she lost so much resistance in the instance when he cried for her And they were Two But she could never say, "I love you."
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 1:48 PM UTC
Unspoken Love
He picked her up again and again but she couldn't learn to stand. She broke his heart ripped whole through but it wasn't in her plan to see him bleeding blue and the boy would say to her *Just glow.                                   All these bright lights?     they're too much for you           they truly don't suit     and all I need                     is your warmth come nighttime where only I can see you shimmer         your calming, calling glimmer is only hidden in the daylight light is not worth less because the shine is dimmer **what matters is location                 if the dark is coloured pitch       you'll light bright the whole nation***               Alas His words fell weak on empty ears because he was like sun, and she had closed her eyes to such powerful beams she couldn't seem to find the hand that promised to be her one and this girl was shrouded in a half-truth *Monsters sidle up with faces drawn as heroes with words whispered as saviors with teeth and angry claws at the time the sun is setting and if you glow* too bright     they find you Thus, Only from a distance could she listen and when dragged in by persistence she lost so much resistance in the instance when he cried for her And they were Two But she could never say, "I love you."
I've read a lot of stories about people who are so wrecked inside that they can't be truthful, so I thought I'd try to show my gratitude for those who stay by their side without any sort of confirmation.
emily-pidduck
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Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 1:48 PM UTC
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