By Sophia KaloCheck out Sophia's profile here! i’m always lingering - breath shallow, tense, but fragile, hanging by a thread of desperate expectation, you, weighted unaware.
i’m grasping onto the short stabs that prod my chest seized up in the centre of a mental merry-go-round, headspun relentless heavily light my tendons knotting tense frozen fear leaves me frigid, fragile - don’t touch me, i fear you’ll break the ice.
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