Tag: beautiful soul

One day at a time

I was ready. I was ready to fall again. ready to jump without any hesitation. To see my lips form a smile for another person. To feel the butterflies in my stomach come alive again. To know that I’m falling and someone’s going to catch me, as soon as possible, before I hit the ground

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Doesn’t hurt anymore

He winces from the pain, She bleeds from her bruises, While they watch and laugh together. It hurts to move. He wants to slit his wrists, She cries herself to sleep, And they have no regrets. It hurts to blink. He vows to fight them, She promises to stand up, But they hit back harder.

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