In your arms

2013-04-14 13.02.30As you moored me in sheets a countless times,

I gave into you helplessly always.

As I muffled into your arms, I incessantly muttered those words that you so conveniently ignore and alienate yourself from,

I’ve said a number of times to myself that I am not going to be in your arms,

But I’ve so precariously been there,

I guess I was destined to be in your arms.

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