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A salty fist in my chest. Please no explanation, its
your time to be angry now. Could I possibly be so
selfish as to take that away? To compare myself. I'm
so miserably pathetic and helpless again. I'm so
little lying next to you, in this cold sweat of
mine. My sympathizing, however honest, still a
belittlement. I can't heal a thing. What god is
responsible. I can only hold your hand. Live.
Dehydrated, nothing pacified. You can disassociate
yourself. Tools of your trade, survival. It's the only
safe place left anymore. But can you tell me, are
you here now? Is my touch touching you, or that tool
of yours? I saved all the debt for you, you're
still in debt. You're broken wings I have taken on to mend
and right now I'd do the same onto you if it would
change a thing. If I could cripple your mind again.
If it were my place. Grant her the wings, grant her
the gift to cope. You leave her no choice than to
steal her birthright. Children don't cry
tears of guilt for the sins of their predators.