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Marzo 07, 2008
one million tiny risks
this is what it feels like to make sure your heart broke before,
by breaking my heart over and over.
when grandma celia died i really wanted to see the body.
this is sort of like that.
i will always want more.
always.
from you.
from me.
it feels like i'm losing it.
but not really.
there is something about reading
what i wrote
when it is
written all over your face.
i never knew my own strength
i never knew how much power i had
or didn't have.
a kind of power without any power
like magic, all tricks and turning
but it really mattered,
didn't it?
yeah.
every shining time.
help yourself | By crymytinyflood | 07:06 PM
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