/ dkmarie

Taking an uncertain breath
I made a request and confessed
Showing you cracks in my walls
Fissures in my confidence
A picture of my vulnerable exposure
My heart hammers and my pulse pounds
Will you still see me as a prize
Or is this where we wither and die?

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