semi-formulated feelings.
unexpressable needs.
jealousy holds love's hand
in a vice-like grip.
every bone broken in seperation.
my hands are broken.
what's left of them are yours to hold.
be gentle though.
I swear I'll intertwine my fingers around yours honestly.
my cameras broken.
or I'd take pictures of my fingerprints so you can put them all over you.
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