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Was there a lesson in this? i close my eyes and wait for you to sanctify these holes in my hands just from holding on. i know that we can't breathe when we're tied in knots, so you're stealing my breath before i have a chance to scream. was there a reason to this? all my hopes played a backseat to your dreams. not these hands. not these words. i tried to keep them safe. not these hands. not these words. but they broke the moment i fell. i've spent four years picking them up. when the curse of my love forced your pride to leave, did it feel like ***? or did you feel it at all? this is the moment, and it's given back.
