I will never truly be loved because I'll never let you try.
But I'm alright, I'm content in this nest of my own making--and my feathers haven't all fallen out, I have enough to keep me warm.
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Poetry❝ my heart runs wild with words that shouldn't escape my lips ❞ [[my process of healing//started feb. 13th, 2016]]
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I will never truly be loved because I'll never let you try.
But I'm alright, I'm content in this nest of my own making--and my feathers haven't all fallen out, I have enough to keep me warm.