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Still and silent I float in the deep blue, the ocean is my master and I its slave. Heels, check. Face, check. Glasses – better leave those here – check.
It doesn’t matter if you have blemishes from those who’ve shaped you; you are beautiful- lean and tall, getting thicker as my eyes travel down.
You can't suffocate me 'Cause I will inhale more than you know Keep trying to pacify And feed the demon inside The hunger and lust exist For a reason beyond the truth
To love and to be loved,
I inhale pain and exhale strength.
every exasperated sigh is a painful reminder of how unhappy you are here. I cringe when I hear you You are like a machine on its last run, ready to give in at any given moment