by breathwords | Apr 19, 2017 | Bittersweet Breaths, Extended Exhalations
She waits for the crash, standing under the sky, her amaranthine heart anchored to the storm as it rages on, unmerciful, unpredictable, just like her, loathed and loved And you’re afraid, scared that the ground will fall below her feet, that she’ll...
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