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She may as well have been the sand. Ever erring on the side of where she was fixed. Tranquil in the quiet of what she knew. She was good that way; alone. She was serene and delicate. Nothing broke her when she was alone. Every sun has to rise though. With the breaking of the sky comes the breaking of her solitude. The people trample and intrude on her peace. She is left broken at the end of every day with visitors, They never care, they are never gentle, All pounding through her environment like a freight train. But when the sun sets and her life is once again calm, She seems to reset herself, She's excellent at pretending she'd never bee

it's okay, i was screaming in my sleep, but it's okay, i havent slept properly in a week, but it's okay, i hear the voices in my head, but it's okay, i feel sadness instead, but it's okay, i wanna get out of this place, but it's okay, when i hear her soundless cry, it's okay, and i can't help her, no matter how hard i try. It's not okay, when she screams in her sleep, it's not okay, when she scremas straight for a week, it's not okay, when we find her on the street, it's not okay, when she's holding broken glass, it's not okay, when she falls down so fast, it's not okay, when the sky makes her

And as i listened to the beat of your heart slow, i was in an agonized stooper. Would you be comforted by the white of heaven? Or drawn to the dark of hell? I'd hoped that you'd live forever. Much less forever not alive. Different words entangled within my brain, stringy like that vessels in my body. But again I heard your heart beat, Thousands of desibles in volume. I couldn't save you from this, I couldn't save you at all. I miss you like the sky misses the sun, and the way the stars miss the moon. I know you're happier now, No pain. No sadness. You are in a place where your heart beats strong, but I miss you. And I love y

Sometimes we begin to love another, the only thing keeping us at bay is our brain, 'it'll never happen' 'you're too fat' 'or maybe, just maybe'. A lot of the time we forget how this happens, how we managed to let ourselves fall, 'it'll never happen' 'you're too fat' ' or maybe, just maybe'. Our minds start conjuring up scenarios, hugs and kisses and sweet, sweet smiles. 'it'll never happen' 'you're too fat' 'or maybe, just maybe'...