Letters you'll never read #1

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You don't know the depths within me of which you've broken.

The vastness of my soul that I'll never know.

All of it, every part was so innocently yours.

But you chose to never know.

I was so utterly naked. Transparent like glass.

You were so plastic, manufactured by society.

No matter the signs, the warning of disaster,

at consistent velocity I drove into you.

Faith in God? T'was all in you, all in us.

I didn't know you didn't know.

It was so astronomically powerful, almost tangent.

I gave you all of it, every drip, every grain, every quantum.

And as I stood in your hand, you closed it.

I was soul, externally.

You couldn't see.

I'm not even sure you every knew me.

Still your words hurt, your wrongful labels.

Now, I'm not who I use to be.

Sometimes still they haunt me.

The holes I dig for the things I bury.

Without pain we won't know bliss.

You were my low, my high is in his kiss.

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