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All she needed was your arms pulling her away from the moving train of thoughts of hers.

To rescue her from herself.

To save what’s left of her.

 

And to hold on to what she is, until she’s back to life.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. Nouran
    Jun 04, 2012 @ 02:30:28

    too dark

    Reply

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