Posted: June 13, 2018 in Uncategorized

Behind every scar, there is a gaping wound still learning how to heal. Still learning how to not tremble under the thick skin.

My bones are trembling behind this flesh.
They dont call it a cold war for nothing.
I am yet to grow warmth.

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