Broken veins

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You’re feeling misunderstood.

Broken veins dancing underneath your eyes.

Unknown faces sleeping under your windowsill.

Hands stretched out to embrace the person they think you are.

I love you. I don’t see you. I miss you. I don’t know who you are.

Silently you decide to close your lips, your heart and the window.        

Back to bed, back to restlessness, back to a sleep you’ll never find.

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