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Me (In Terms Of You)
A held hand
Holding shards
Of bloody, broken glass
Soft and welcoming
Covered in cuts and wounds
Scar tissue build up
Not longing for stitches
Because the wounds
Are what make you feel
Holding shards
Of bloody, broken glass
Soft and welcoming
Covered in cuts and wounds
Scar tissue build up
Not longing for stitches
Because the wounds
Are what make you feel
Published 20th Jan 2025
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She’s Always a Woman-Billy Joel
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21st Jan 2025 00:38am
Dear M,
This piece has me thinking the need for pain being the only way to feel something so intense this is the only avenue. With such brevity, you’ve expressed this emotion excellently. H🌷
This piece has me thinking the need for pain being the only way to feel something so intense this is the only avenue. With such brevity, you’ve expressed this emotion excellently. H🌷
