the silence you keep
like roses in your lungs
make you hard to breathe
black thoughts, dark and deep
carry the weight of the world
while your heart already heavy
empty plates, the weary soul
hungry for happiness
want to be understood
want to be loved
sweetheart, come here
listen carefully
I have a little mantra
I know how to spell
mark my words
you are loved
more than you know.
YOU ARE READING
big girls don't cry!
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