Godspeed to the little girl whose heart just melt

just stopped announcements to her brain

She just split her body into two copies none of them mocking

her former self she’s at the door someone’s knocking

she doesn’t have a black belt it was something shocking

 nothing else she felt

 She opened the door opening her wounds to discover something to good to be true

 the love of an unapologetic man who wasn’t going to use or abuse

her utter most mentality

 murderer she screams

she doesn’t realize he isn’t trying to kill her dreams

 but to help her succeed






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