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my lungs might collapse under this weight i carry.

my wrongs, my rights, my faults, and my perfections.

i leave you questioning your

wrongs, your rights, your faults, and your perfections.

squinted eyes and profiles established,

i yean to lose you,

lose you to those who love you.

i shall be the fire unto which you get burned,

and i don't want that scar upon you.

you are beautiful.

please be saved.