I have to ask kindly,
if you could stop playing with the strings of my heart.
This lack of emotional control has made me conspire against the balance that got me this far,
and I'm afraid that this liability will only increase this dependency I have for you to grant me confirmation of my worth.
So I must ask now,
in hopes the shadows will stop laughing at the weak embodiment I have become.
belle
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The Poems I Wrote In My Leather Journal
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