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Wrapped up in arms on our way to Heaven
Deep into someone’s eyes you see nothing but their past. The pain and loneliness. There is nothing you can say to make them feel any more about themselves. The titanic sinks and sinks and there is nothing anyone can do. Every time you want to bring up that they are acting as if they are hopeless you just dig the hole deeper and deeper until the whole caves in and take their life as if it was to no importance. I blame myself for not believing him when he spoke of ending it all. I thought to myself maybe he was actually lost in this world. Countless days go by and I still think about him as if he was still here wrapping me in his arms protecting me and whispering in my ear to never let him go, and I wish I didn’t. Now I feel that I am losing myself as he did, I don’t find anything to live for anymore, to go up and be wrapped in his arms is the only place I want to be. This time I will not let go.
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