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Jul 2013
Do not touch
my scaly, wounded heart
Do not kiss my cheek
or hold my hand
or comfort me when I cry
You know not what I feel
nor what I see
nor dream
nor yearn
You cannot hear my mind
You cannot touch my soul
You do not know how I feel
Stop pretending like you do
Stop
lying
to me.
My scars are in full view
My heart is wounded and shattered
Do not try to heal me
Do not try to appease me
I just want you to hear me.
This poem was written in a very dark moment on April 4, 2013.
Tori Hart
Written by
Tori Hart  Fort Worth, TX
(Fort Worth, TX)   
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