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My body
Moved to the door without my consent
and slid it closed behind my back.
Even she is trying to save me from myself.
Later, I sit on the step of the greenhouse and feel every emotion
I've ever had flood through me.
How can I turn off my thoughts?
Like a wave of sand, I am
Pelted with every thought, every worry of him.
I shatter.
About the Creator
Bria Lamonica
Hi :)
I’m Bria and I am a writer/fashionista/corporate girly.
I hope you find solace in my writing and it brings you whatever emotion you need to feel today :).
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