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Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.

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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
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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Somewhere in these walls we’re still dancing, feeling nostalgic and much too in my head.
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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
I don’t know how to let you out without destroying us both.
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I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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Deep Empty Lost Myself
This foundation can only take the beating of one heart.
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Beat Foundation Heart Oneself
The most beautiful parts of your body are those you had to grow again.
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Beautiful Body Growth Self Love Yourself
Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.
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Beautiful Body Country Mark Roam
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
Hope lingers like a moon.
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Hope Moon One Liner
I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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Deep Live Myself Tired
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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This country collects too many tongues, until our only language is silence.
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She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.
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Tear me open and rest inside me.
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Live Myself Rest Tear

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