"What sort of view is my heart from a rear view mirror?"

Stay under my skin.
Tear me limb from limb.
Plague me to an end.
I can’t believe I always thought I would be there for you.
For now I’ll learn and settle for less.
Shut my eyes and get some rest.
Feel the pulse beneath this sunken chest.
And maybe one day I can be there for you.

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