do not give up
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LET GO!!! yells my brain
my heart still just hangs on to that one little strings
my hands left with tears and blood dripping from the wounds
but still I clinge tightly
still I think I can make it better
Almost as if the floor is lava
she twirls and spins and leaps
toes brushing briefly against
the scarred and forgiving ground.
She twirls and spins and leaps
faster and faster until… jolting awake