i'll become quiet
pliable
malleable
you can tell me to do anything and i'll do it
i'll do it
my trust in you will be overwhelming
my eyes will be half-lidded
my gaze partly blank
no lines will fill my face
my voice will become soft
brittle
child-like
so long as it's you
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Within Time's Cracks
الشعرCall it what you will; an intricate story, a mess of emotions, an unsung song. Whatever it is, it's here, like the rest of us, and those that surround us, teetering within Time's cracks, a hairbreadth away from falling over the edge and into the aby...
