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Somewhere in these walls we’re still dancing, feeling nostalgic and much too in my head.
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Dance Feeling Head Myself Nostalgia Wall
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
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
I loved each and every one of your faces.
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Face Love Myself Personality
I love you like I barely had a land to call my own.
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Call Land Love Myself
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 remember when I was the only sin you liked to kiss.
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Break Up Myself Remember Romance Sin Time
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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Destroy Let Go Myself Ourselves Relationship Yourself
This foundation can only take the beating of one heart.
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Beat Foundation Heart Oneself
My silhouette is an ocean, your lips a sailor.
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Lips Love Myself Ocean Relationship Yourself
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’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 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
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 loved you in quiet because to hide is to pretend that it is okay.
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Hide Love Myself Pretend Quiet
She has learned so much from dying only to be born again.
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Born Death Deep Herself Learning Wisdom
I pocket grief and it beckons me like a lover.
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Grief Lover Myself Sadness
When I look in the mirror, I don’t see a poem.
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Mirror Myself Poem Value
I am unbearably human.
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Human Myself
Tear me open and rest inside me.
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Live Myself Rest Tear
I’ve got nothing left to give but I keep digging deeper.
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Deep Empty Lost Myself
I am tired of living in a world, where I belong deeply, to anyone but myself.
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Deep Live Myself Tired
Depression is the way my eyes have learnt how to close more than open.
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Close Depression Eyes Learning Myself Sadness
If you wish to read the story of my people look no further than my body.
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Body Myself People Reading Search See Story Yourself
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
I want to be something to pray for but I don’t know how to be.
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Myself Prayer Unknown Value

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