#amaterur poem

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sometimes, there's feelings so strong they make your throat close, your heart slowly crumble and your stomach resemble an empty black color...you just feel sick. Without explanation the memories of it all just hurt to your own physical detriment. Your body responding helping everything feel real, more than it ever was. Just from a photo, a sign of a text message, their name...seeing someone carrying their eyes, their strength, their smile or even their scent. It just hurts without emotion and it hurts with all your body's pain because it's been hidden away, far too long...for you to even bare anymore

Willow, Memories

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When the morning comes and all is lost there’s no one there to hold you close and your own breath keeps running low as if you were about to burn the other side where no one seems to like to go the only thing that can be done is face your fears, learn to embrace their every bit, so they can come to meet you and be whole again to run away with you you’ll keep them company and they’ll also be there for you --Willow