my porcelain smile easily cracked with the sin of emotion.
I become overwhelmed and swallowed by this ocean.
how to rebuild, how to know when to heal, how to know when to move on?
paralyzed by the wicked witness between each kiss.
each time you blow me a kiss, I feel like your aiming to miss.
I begin to shake after each earthquake of each breathe you intake.
is it my my gut, is it my brain, or is it my heart that may be wrong?
each thought I take brings a realistic take of where I fit among you.
they say nothing lasts forever, is it to much to ask for you to be my nothing?
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