romanticized
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Soft enough to wipe away my tears, with them
Endless fear and pointless anxiety, ever inflicting lasting comfort and fatal promise.
Strong enough to catch me before I fall, to pull me back
I tried to write poetry on my wrist
but the blood spread and smeared
and now I can't read a thing.
the glamour of necessity
isn't it beautiful?
break yourself
create a fracture.
you just want to be accepted,
don't you?
so shatter your soul and
lie in the pile of broken glass
