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May 3rd 2016, 16:00

I know how much you want to be loved. And I know to the dissatisfaction of the wounded thing in my chest, exactly why you will never let me be the one who does.
I pray you cannot hear the howling and shaking from inside my ribcage, the way all my bones rattle whenever you touch Her, or Anyone else.

The blood in my veins feels like it's coursing backwards when we lock eyes and I can only see Her reflection.
I think about your arms around my waist and suddenly I am willing to be nothing but glass and shattered mirror, as long as you're willing to look at me.

~ Zeina

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