Silver threads

Are holding me together

Tiny stitches

Staying there forever

 

I wonder if it’s okay

To cut them off one day

If I’ll collapse like I say

Or is there another way?

 

Snip

 

I can barely breathe when you’re kissing me

 

Snip

 

I decide to trust you, tell you everything

 

Snip

 

I know I’m strong, and life’s worth living

 

Snip

 

I’m still breathing.

 

Silver threads

Are on the ground

Tiny stitches

Falling down.

 

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