She came running to me
Her white dress dirty
And her make up running down her cheeks.
She pulled me and I could feel her energy through me.
I didn't have to ask because I knew exactly when to jump.
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Breathe Me
Poetry"You were blind and couldn't find much to love from my poetic mess but I've found many reasons for you" - E.C
Jump
She came running to me
Her white dress dirty
And her make up running down her cheeks.
She pulled me and I could feel her energy through me.
I didn't have to ask because I knew exactly when to jump.