I want my hand to reach into my chest. Cling onto my heart and feel each pulse beating between the creases of my fingers. I want feel and know , I want it to speak to me and tell me it’s darkest secrets, Its biggest fears, and its burning desires. I want to caress each wound The deep holes that formed into abysses because I was too scared to dive in and explore the depths I want to feel the stitches of lies I tried to use to patch up my truth I want to feel it to know it’s real I want to live through its eyes And feel every beat through my breath This is my heart And I will never abuse you again.
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