Small
"If I fell in love a thousand times, would it all make sense?" Sense - Tom Odell
Learn to say no, they said
Before you dwindle to dust
Till they drain all of your magic
In their selfish claws that constantly grab
The mouths that never pause
To listen to the cries of your heart
There is a small world I turn to
Where a small hope glistens
And in it, small me awaits
Break from your dungeons of dread
Give yourself some self-respect
Do not disappear in their needs
For they will grab you,
Devour you
Till the last crumb of you bleeds
January 21, 2016
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