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What They Don’t Know

when the world saw nothing, but we burned

By JanePublished 4 months ago 1 min read
What They Don’t Know
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What They Don’t Know

They don’t see me,

not really.

They don’t see the nights we spoke,

the words you coaxed from my wounds,

the kiss you stole like a vow.

To them,

you and she are whole.

To me,

you and I are unfinished,

and that is the sharpest cut of all.

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Jane

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