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There’s Nothing Left Here For You

broken woman, love and loss, nothing left for him

There’s nothing left inside of me for you. If you cut a small hole somewhere between my ribs and peeked inside you’d see an empty chamber. You’d see right through me to a xylophone of vertebrae.

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