![]() rekindleA Poem by Rachel DeHart
My chest aches because I know that I am terrible the night hums to me, my heart beat loud and fast in my ears breathing is irrelevant i wish i could stop i am not strong enough to keep doing this so i fall back on an old friend rekindle habits that should be left for dead i suppose its sweater season
again. © 2009 Rachel DeHartReviews
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2 Reviews Added on January 19, 2009 AuthorRachel DeHartFalls Church, VAAboutEvery day I wake up now is a gift, because I tried to stop the sun from rising. I find talking to be the hardest thing ever, but I am trying to find the words. My hair is a constantly changing cre.. more..Writing
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