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#napwrimo 2021
prasannawrites · 3 years
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a morsel of longing
we are scar-tissue; we’ve been wounded but internalize the pain. i will let myself bleed for you but you rather suffer alone. it’s all you know, being vulnerable is foreign to you – and that’s okay. i'm plenty vulnerable for the both of us. there are more important things you need to acquaint yourself with like how to concede a little illuminance so the moon and stars can have a chance – yes it’s selfish of me to be the only one to worship your light, but the cinnamon in your eyes is too tempting. you always leave me with my heart in throat –
maybe that’s why all my words beat soundly to your heart.
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