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I want to be something to pray for but I don’t know how to be.

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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
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 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
I loved each and every one of your faces.
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Face Love Myself Personality
This foundation can only take the beating of one heart.
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Beat Foundation Heart Oneself
We are so much more than skin can hold.
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Hold Ourselves Skin Value
Depression is the way my eyes have learnt how to close more than open.
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Close Depression Eyes Learning Myself Sadness
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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I remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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Break Up Myself Remember Romance Sin Time
I want to separate writing from heartbreak but I don’t know how.
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Heart Broken Myself Separate Writing
He reminds me of the shadow between silences.
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Himself Reminder Shadow Silence
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
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
Here I am, a mosaic of becomings.
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Beginning Deep Instagram Captions One Liner Transformation
Every beauty mark, a country to roam. Every stretch mark, a river to cross.
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Beautiful Body Country Mark Roam
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
This brown body is not an explosion- it is light and honey.
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Body Explosion Honey Light
I turn moments into poetry.
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Moments One Liner Poetry
How does one love a person who is not a person but a multitude?
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Love Oneself Person World
I don’t know how to let you out without destroying us both.
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Destroy Let Go Myself Ourselves Relationship Yourself
Tear me open and rest inside me.
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Live Myself Rest Tear
I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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Deep Live Myself Tired
Allow me to introduce myself, A warning and a welcoming all at once.
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Introduction Myself Warning Welcome
My silhouette is an ocean, your lips a sailor.
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Lips Love Myself Ocean Relationship Yourself
Your heartbeat is a holy thing.
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Heart Holy Self Love Yourself
When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.
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Mirror Myself Poem Value
I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.
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Call Land Love Myself

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