livyp23
You are my Holder
when i need to be held who better to call
then my Holder
you are good at what you do
tight hugs
strong arms
nice hands
but more often i wish
that i could be
your Holder too
This is all a maze. and by this I mean highschool. In Gabriel Garcia Marquez terms, we're all in a labrynth of suffering, well no, just highschoolers. Because high school sucks.
I have become unhinged. A slow creeping into a creature completely free from its thoughts, feelings and actions. I am lost because I can't find where I'm supposed to fit back in. I need to be hinged again. Or learn to live unhinged?
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