Read the scars on my body like braille, for I no longer know how to tell a story that belongs deeply to me but is no longer mine.
HINNAH MIANI want to separate writing from heartbreak but I don’t know how.
More Hinnah Mian Quotes
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We are so much more than skin can hold.
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I pocket grief and it beckons me like a lover.
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How does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
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I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.
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Somewhere in these walls we’re still dancing, feeling nostalgic and much too in my head.
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I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.
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This country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
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Hope lingers like a moon.
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He reminds me of the shadow between silences.
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I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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Depression is the way my eyes have learnt how to close more than open.
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I don’t know how to let you out without destroying us both.
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I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.
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I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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