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Hurting.

Take me to places

so deep inside that

I forgot how to reach

them. Forgot why they

hurt so badly.

Leave me hoping

and broken and

writhing because

no one else has.

No one else could.

I love you like

the yearly return

of fall.

I don't feel you in

my movement or

hear you in the wind

but you have become

an installation in who

I am and who I decided

to be.

You could never hurt

me enough to change

that and that scares me

so ******* much.

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40 / American

Published: May 4
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