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The knuckle was bruised from the impact of the wall
But I couldn’t feel the pain until after
The tears fell freely from my eyes
What have you sacrificed
What do you believe in…Β  If anything what could you hear in a silent room my hearts beat?
My heartbeats for the one who has the power to cease it
Even if she doesn’t know or feel it
As I come to be in this padded place.. It’s her face I keep seeing and feeling
This knuckle is being healed
But my heart still has a wound in which I’m hoping it’ll heal

Jay g

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