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Your trauma doesn’t build character, it builds a wall around you.

Buried Caesar

In leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.
BURIED CAESAR

Creature Future Leaving Myself Past
Reserve the language of sculpture for the art of sculpture. Lest you confuse beauty with the shape of a jaw or art with the size of a stomach.
BURIED CAESAR

Art Beauty Language Reserve Sculpture Stomach Yourself
These secrets sit sourly on my tongue. They linger the longer I go without a sip of your sweet elixir.
BURIED CAESAR

Myself Perfume Secret Sweet Tongue
Don’t ever think I am fragile because I asked you to handle me with care. It was not a plea, it was a warning. My strength keeps me safe but I can’t say the same for you.
BURIED CAESAR

Care Fragile Safety Strength Thinking Warning Yourself
Show me an example of perfection and I will show you a lie.
BURIED CAESAR

Appearance Lying Perfection Wisdom Yourself
Each Act of kindness is a seat filled at your funeral, a tear dropped upon your death.
BURIED CAESAR

Act Death Funeral Kindness Yourself
When a mother asks for a second child her body forgets the pain of the first. When I give you a second chance my heart is being forgetful.
BURIED CAESAR

Body Children Forget Heart Mom Pain
You’ve changed. And for that I’m proud. My loyalty is to you always. Not just the person I met.
BURIED CAESAR

Change Loyalty Myself Person Proud
Hundreds of thousands of years of evolutionary training forgotten when I expose that vulnerable flesh to you.
BURIED CAESAR

Evolution Forget Training Vulnerable Yourself
You ask me what is love and I’ll tell you I know not. You ask me if I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I once did. You ask me how I know I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I just know.
BURIED CAESAR

Love Myself Question Unknown
I see myself through your eyes and I love what I see. So please never look way.
BURIED CAESAR

Eyes Love Myself See Way
My hands reached your body like braille, and your curves and edges tell a story of beauty and grace.
BURIED CAESAR

Beauty Body Curve Grace Hands Myself Reach
Grief is a love preservative. My heart is a jar. My blood is the brine. The memory of you I steal inside.
BURIED CAESAR

Blood Heart Love Memories Preservative Yourself
Let me kiss you one last time now that I know I will feel you on my lips for the rest of my life.
BURIED CAESAR

Break Up Feeling Lips Love Myself Time Yourself
In an age so connected why do I feel so far apart?
BURIED CAESAR

Age Connection Feeling Lost Myself
A problem shared is a problem divided. A tragedy shared is a tragedy multiplied.
BURIED CAESAR

Division Myself Problem Share Tragedy

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