Translate   6 years ago

Bones When he'd push me under, And I couldn't breathe. I'd fault my lungs, For being too small. When his body lay, Crushing mine, I'd blame my bones, For bending and not breaking. Because who'd understand that pain, If not scripted in blood or sculpted by bones? -J

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