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by Alizeh Khawaja

the rhythm of my heart
doesn’t ask for forgiveness
it yells for consideration
that maybe this time
you won’t turn your words into bullets
and shoot the valves that make me this livid
But who am I kidding,
you’ll just be another witness
to the divine chaos
that my heart has to live in

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