Murmur

Making someone understand 

your worth is like speaking in

the language they don't wish to know

I learn to stop pleading

and nourish my soul in all times of uncertainty

The more they broke me

the kinder I became

the stronger I became

also the more fragile I became

doesn't it sounds contradict

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 I love hard. but embarrassingly hard.

I hold my hope in my throat

I clutch my wishes in my hands

they become moist and sweat 
until I no longer want them