babydollbutera
she was innocent - pure.
had these blue eyes you could stare at,
her soul was right there, in her eyes
as if you looked down a winding concrete road, that went on for miles.
stronger than the wind,
but like glass, it could be shattered with the wrong point.
and that's why I need to stay away from her.
i'm afraid if i got to close...
the pins and needles i carry will shatter it,
and she'll be nothing but a broken road that's not easy to fix.
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he was like a wildfire - crazy, over the edge.
wasn't one to care, but i somehow got under his skin
as if, he couldn't say no to me. or,
couldn't back down from a fight about me.
he protected me, though i dont think he believes he's doing so.
at first, he pushed me away.
then brought me in.
but something changed,
he returned to his old ways.
right when I crashed and fell.
will he see what he's done?
hopefully soon, i don't know how long i
can walk this road alone.