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at the moment


I don’t want to move.

Don’t want to get up,

Just want to be.

Just want a moment

When there’s not one.

Time to make moves, silly little emily.


There’s really not much

To even rhyme with my name,

But if I had to pick a word, it’d be simile

Because that’s what my life is.

And I’m just wondering...

Are you the one that feels just like me?


I feel weak and I’m helpless,

Filled with the burden of unrest.

I know my time is coming,

But I’m tired of this test.


I just want to be held


Can we be done for now?



I’m so tired.

God please give me a sign

That I’m on the right path,

That I’m doing my time.

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