Fell hard in those feelings
For every little gesture
that I'm not accustomed to
that makes my heart flutter
Can't prevent myself from drowning
It's like an anchor pulling me down
Now I know there's no escape
cause i'm already 5 feet under
But alas to have a break of heart
In the midst of time
Like all those times
That i helped you escape
I use the shattered shred of my heart
To cut the thread that's rooted
Pulling myself back up to the surface
only for the shred to shatter further
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Bloom
PoetryBLOOM, A collection of random poems and thoughts. Bloom, Among the wilted Inspite of your feelings Don't let it down Just bow down Bloom, Wherever you are planted Even when the snow's falling Brace yourself Be strong Bloom, Pushing yourself...
