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May 2023
What if my heart was bruised
From being dropped so many times
By hands that forgot
It was fragile

What if my trust was broken
From those who took it for granted
And never listened
When I asked for understanding

What if my skin is scared
Not by purpose
But by accident instead
By something I can not control

What if my eyes do not see right
The uncertainty of the world
When vision fades
And all I can see is the darkness I think

Could you still love me
Or even let me be around
Even if friends
It would be nice not to be alone in this silence
Writing of the Unknown
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