these words. they stick to the back of my throat. they make me ache. you. you stick to the walls of my heart. so heavy. it has been raining so frequently. i swear it's every day. but it's not the rain i want. there are no pretty skies. the blood from my veins, the marrow from my bones. these words they stick to the back of my throat. i want to shake you out of this. away from this. you. your harshest critic. i fear for you. don't lose what they say. when it's sweet but it's wrong. don't take it for the wrong. maybe the sentence is false. but maybe it's a love that's true. these words. my throat. i can't speak. i couldn't speak. that silence. it wasn't me giving up. i'm going about it all quiet. going about it all wrong. i've never been right. i don't know how. not with this. socially stunted i freeze. i cry so very often. i ache and i bleed and i get lost. but there is fire inside of me and i will defend you. i will love you to forever. you are so very brilliant and so very capable and you will be so very accomplished.
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