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...just yet.

Chills racing up and down her spine
from the cold air blowing her hair
into a million different places,
slightly brushing her cheek.
Hearing the words the leaves whisper.
Her body shivers at the thought of them being
somebody who cares.
Her heart breaks at the thought of
you and you and you.
It is saying "you can do it
give up...just be free"
But, something is holding her back.
He past once again messing up
everything she knows and cares about.
Nothing is worth it.
This pain isn't worth it.
But nothing could replace the smile she gets
when she sees your face.
Though anything would be better than fighting this urge;
this urge to just break down
and go back to those old habits.
The broken sit and watch
as the world drifts on by.
The sun, rain, leaves and snow all come and go
but they just sit and listen
to the slow beating of their hearts.
She doesn't want to sit in the shadows and wait.
She wants to be someone who conquers the world.
But she can't do it while she's stuck to you.
To bad her heart isn't strong enough to break away
...just yet.





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