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“WHEN HE WON'T LOVE ME I sit quietly here, still, frozen, a lifeless breathing corpse. Inside, abandoned cries for love, ricochet deep in bones. No words pass between my lips, nothing is uttered in protest or defense. Inside, war is proclaimed between the ignorance of flesh and the knowledge of soul. Eyes are fixed in place, to avoid meeting his in this vulnerable state. Inside, is self torture, he is all I can see, no matter the position of eyelids.” — Starr
WHEN HE WON'T LOVE ME
I sit quietly here, still, frozen, a lifeless breathing corpse.
Inside, abandoned cries for love, ricochet deep in bones.
No words pass between my lips, nothing is uttered in protest or defense.
Inside, war is proclaimed between the ignorance of flesh and the knowledge of soul.
Eyes are fixed in place, to avoid meeting his in this vulnerable state.
Inside, is self torture, he is all I can see, no matter the position of eyelids.