Pulled tight Heart slumped in the middle The strain is too great It feels so like dead babies If only I could sleep through fall And wake up in winter Making the strain nothing But a distant memory -Saschia
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She grasps his hand It felt like a place where love lived Hand in hand They shared lies and secrets Thoughts and their brokenness Cracks of light break in And they can think of nothing else But each other -Sasch
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