accepting that you're crashing out is the first step

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accepting that you're crashing out is the first step
What does the world tell about a girl who never knew her worth? Who knows, she never really listened, because she’s all too focused on what she think it says about her than what it actually told her.
take my round edged knife and pour into me, the floods of blood we wept in broken conversations like we collided where the stars forgot how- on pebbled roads, i find a sea of lillies that must have burst from the ends of our chest then- look, we stepped on them // look, the bruises on our neck- (look, they look the same) (did) we only ever feed in sad stories and brokenness // where do we connect in healing // where do we press to stop the bleeding // where do we progress now that nothing’s hurting ? tell me, is this where you said (over) // flow into me- once again, with all the murmurs of summers gone by tell me what they meant in the colors you left- i try to forget in numbness, the shaking of our floors.