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I have lived too many lives to be only one thing, and instead of attempting to mesh them into a form of a human being, I have decided to love every jagged edge of mine.

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We are so much more than skin can hold.
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Hold Ourselves Skin Value
I want to separate writing from heartbreak but I don’t know how.
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Heart Broken Myself Separate Writing
I always wanted to be more than my brown skin, when you told me I was sweet like cinnamon.
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Color Compliment Love Myself Skin
This foundation can only take the beating of one heart.
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Beat Foundation Heart Oneself
I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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Deep Live Myself Tired
This brown body is not an explosion- it is light and honey.
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Body Explosion Honey Light
Somewhere inside my throat lives your ache.
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Deep Home Live Pain Yourself
There is a calmness in not knowing.
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Calm Myself Unknown
I love you the way rain falls on a sunny day- a kind of marvelous sadness.
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Day Fall I Love You Kind Myself Rain Sadness Summer
Seek refuge in the space between my bones.
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Bone Myself Refuge Seek Space
Love transcends oceans and I love you in every country we are both made of.
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Country Love Ocean Ourselves Transcendence
I’m sorry only I can both drown you and be the summer that dries it away.
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Dry Myself Nature Summer Yourself
When you kissed me you breathed air into my lifeless soul.
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Breathe Kiss Myself Romance Soul Yourself
Tear me open and rest inside me.
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Live Myself Rest Tear
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.
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Body Deep Love Myself Reading Relationship Scars Sex Story Trauma
I turn moments into poetry.
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Moments One Liner Poetry
My silhouette is an ocean, your lips a sailor.
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Lips Love Myself Ocean Relationship Yourself
I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.
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Children Different Ethnicity Myself
Depression is the way my eyes have learnt how to close more than open.
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Close Depression Eyes Learning Myself Sadness
How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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Beginning Death Deep Loss Mourn Yourself
How does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
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Love Oneself Person World
I like to trace the ghosts of your fingers on the back of my hand. They read- I don’t know how to hold without you.
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Fingers Ghost Hold Trace Yourself
For once I want to be something that lasts.
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Desire Last Myself Value
Your heartbeat is a holy thing.
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Heart Holy Self Love Yourself
I am only beautiful when my legs are open and I have forgotten my mother tongue to make room for yours.
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Beautiful Fade Forget Language Myself Open Room Sex Yourself
When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.
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Mirror Myself Poem Value
And what am I but the smallest of footnotes in the universe’s everlasting memoir?
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Existence Myself Remain Small Universe Value

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