can you tell them i never gave up? tell them that even though depression fluttered like black butterflies in my eyes, i kept going. i was a force of wind. flowing gentle enough to wipe away tears, but strong enough to pick you up when you’re down. like firecrackers on the fourth of july, tell […]
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Dear Dad, Your love is like second hand smoke, making it’s way into the chambers of my body, your touch is indirect. When I hear your voice, it’s like cigarettes are burning through the atmosphere, something like pollution. My fingers begin turning black from the constant let downs, I want you to hug me. Cover […]
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