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Your hands should have never slipped from my hands.

By quite soulPublished 9 years ago • 1 min read

My skin crumbles, my heart stops and begin pumping 100 miles per hour. i cant help but let my mouth hit from ear to ear.

But yet i was the one that let go. I was the one to let my thoughts kill the one good thing that ever cared and loved me for me.

And as i write this my skin shakes in sadness, anger and all the emotions i let in. The two eyes i use to look at you with now fills up with water and when your face, name, voice. is even heard or seen falls from my eyes.

Because i let go of the one thing that has cared and loved me for me i had let it walk away. maybe i didn't deserve it or you you do deserve something better something better than me someone who don't call quits once shit gets hard.

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quite soul

just a girl wanting to please others with my stories.

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    Written by quite soul