Bravery reaches
She whispered, “Big surprise, there was no protection by those urban lights.”
My sheets don’t smell rightwithout your sweat to lend themyour scent I call home.
Just fucking stay away from me.
It is not enough to have pulled myself out of the pit of depression; I have to keep myself from slipping back in, as well.
Where has my fire gone?
My entire life, I’ve been told I am intimidating as though that were something I was doing wrong. Screw that.
Why won’t you leave here? Why do you insist uponstanding near your void?
Thank you for sharing yourself with me.
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