Moving On
February 10, 2015
When you've fallen
your arms detach from your body
the only thing that isn't numb is your sore heart
wet fingers caress your cheeks
and soak in your hair
nothing else matters
and everythings distant
you hug this sunken feeling
until you've landed safely at the bottom
now you haven't moved for ages
and John Mayors breaks you again and again
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