How does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
HINNAH MIANSomewhere inside my throat lives your ache.
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My silhouette is an ocean, your lips a sailor.
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Somewhere in these walls we’re still dancing, feeling nostalgic and much too in my head.
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Hope lingers like a moon.
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I don’t like how your embrace feels like comfort till the knife thrust.
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Allow me to introduce myself, A warning and a welcoming all at once.
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I turn moments into poetry.
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How do you mourn the loss of someone who was never yours to begin with?
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Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.
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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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I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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Somewhere inside my throat lives your ache.
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I am a child of borderlines and we are two lands, carved differently.
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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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I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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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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