Mar 2014
The color of my blood has become more vibrant than my own reflection.
It, and it alone, is what reminds me that there is still something palpitating beneath my chest.
I, contrary to my heart, have been dead for a while.
(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
It, and it alone, is what reminds me that there is still something palpitating beneath my chest.
I, contrary to my heart, have been dead for a while.
(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
This is not to be read too far into. So I asked that conclusions are not jumped to in the meaning of this writing. Thank you! :)
(30/F/Georgia)
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