The knots in my bracelet are
coming undone,
While the knots in my stomach
tighten, constrict.
The purple string is
unraveling.
I remember the day you tied it
around my wrist,
Promising forever
with a thousand knots.
coming undone,
While the knots in my stomach
tighten, constrict.
The purple string is
unraveling.
I remember the day you tied it
around my wrist,
Promising forever
with a thousand knots.
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