I understand the gravity, so i'll take the wait.
I didn't misspell because these are not words.
They germinate from the warmth left from a heart once burned.
I am the air's dependent. The winds descendant, and the fire's pendant;
hanging on her every word.
I'm fragile, but I hold the wait.
Vulnerability is my strength.
Never in need, but I'll carry the weight.
I know my worth. I know yours too.
I know the skin; the eyes, the soul. They're true.
I know the future's no guarantee. The unbalanced wings of sanity;
I hold these moments like gravity, And leave you with all I have in me.
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