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siri, play dear no one.

  • Writer: paris janai
    paris janai
  • Apr 9, 2020
  • 1 min read

dear someone,

help me help myself

pick up the broken pieces that are shattered

hold me as i hold everything together

take my heart and put it in your pocket

..your lucky pocket of your lucky jeans on your lucky day

treasure my flaws

kiss my forehead as i inhale your burdens that i just know i can fix

make love to my internal scars

love me when i’m.. myself


unapologetically.





 
 
 

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