soft colds hands
you hold them this time
as pain seeps outside of me
fear of dying
as i come true
thoughtful silence
and honest caress
my heart drips shallow
my mind undress
and everything stands still
cause we have forever
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𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
