Challenge
Write drunk. Post sober.
Pale Blue Sheets
Please stay with me as we lie in my pale blue sheets.
I'm a scared little girl inside a strong woman in armor made of ice that melts when no one sees,
but that doesn't cure the frostbite in my chest that has lost all feeling.
Black, like the stains on my pillowcase from the lies that conquer my truths.
I can't explain why I would rather be alone with you than just alone.
You break me then call me stable.
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