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Junk

by @yasha-harkness

The box is shut She begs you for a reaction, to want her to stay, to promise you'll make an effort. But the Box is shut. He asks you to stay, to accept his love, and bear his child. But the Box stays shut. They break your heart, when they leave, because they don't need you. You open the Box this time. This heart joins the broken parts of you you kept inside. **Once Again. The Box is shut.**
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yasha-harkness
21 / Non-binary
For You?
Written by
yasha-harkness
21 / Non-binary
Published
Apr 23, 2015
Time
1m
Tags
#sad#loss#breakup#lgbt#lgbtq#bisexual#junk#pansexual#polyamorous
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