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Now hiring a temp for a heart in my sleeve.

I put my arm around me,
comforting my heart,
I can feel it moving away,
hiding from my sleeve.
With every word unsaid,
it wants to be smaller,
it wants to be unharmed
by ignorance.




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Publicerad 2013-03-23 12:02



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