I choke up on my suppressed feelings,
my eyes burn and my lips tremble
so I bite my lip and close my eyes,
take a deep breath and exhale carefully,
slowly just so I wouldn't accidentally lose my composure,
so that I wouldn't fall apart.
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Poetry"Everyone's playing checkers with their scars, saying checkmate whenever they get out without a broken heart. Just to be clear I don't want to get out without a broken heart. I intend to leave this life so shattered there's gonna have to be a thousa...
