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p o e m

Sketched into your skin so deep

Hoping to peel out your heart

To find the shades of grey

To find the last ounce of evidence to prove that you are human.

Alive.

More than a breathing object others brush upon

Hope.

Someone else's reason to wake up

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The reason you never had

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AN//:

Poem intended to be written by narrator. Is apart of the story. Expect more poem feels in the future.

xxx

Love,

-inquietude-

<poem originally written by me>

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