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Hold Me

My spine is too tired,

Of holding the weight of this body,

Each vertebrae is now screaming to let go,

Of something they no longer want to hold.

My rib cage is too tired too,

Of caging this heart,

That is bursting with feelings,

It can’t hold anymore.

So, hold me, before I break,

With your spine and ribs,

And everything that can hold me,

From breaking apart like this.


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