Snuggled underneath the blanket
Didn't think you would make itI see how tired you are
Yet you still stop and manageYou help me through this life
Even though yours is filled with strifeStep aside here she comes the broken one
Yet here you are treating me like I haven't come undone
Your broken too, but you still hold me up.
Your waiting on a friend, but it might take too long for her to mend.
Please don't ruin yourself
Holding me from slipping off the shelfYour cracks will show wide,
If you wait on your friend tonight.
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'Nevermore Than A Few Words'
Poetry"Dear god, make me a bird so I can fly, far far away from here." Jenny Curran