And it scares me that if I ever get my wings, I might not know where to fly to.
MIRA R. ARIDII taught myself the art of forgetfulness. If they were meant to be remembered, they would have stayed.
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You feed me poison in a spoon of gold and I always ask for more.
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You touch me and a thousand different particles come alive beneath my skin.
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No matter how astray the becoming might be, I’ll never search for the old in me.
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I taught myself the art of forgetfulness. If they were meant to be remembered, they would have stayed.
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I’m breathing dreams like air, like there will never be enough of them to fill up the space in my lungs.
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I want to fold you into my book, like a petal, so that you’d never leave.
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You pull away and suddenly I have more room to grow.
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I close my eyes and I see you. I open them, and I’m blind.
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Maybe that’s why it was so easy for you to break me, you can always tear the pages of an open book.
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Maybe if you hold me tight, our love won’t be as shallow.
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I shed skin after skin, seeking my true colors, expecting a rainbow or a stripe of black, but all I get are maps of red. We are all human underneath.
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We reshape our memories into uglier versions because it’s hard to forget them while they’re still beautiful.
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You say we’re nonsense together, but nothing makes more sense to me.
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Of all the lies I’ve lived, and all the lies I’ve been told, the lies I told myself hurt the most.
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Perhaps their voices never leave us and we spend our lives fumbling for quiet corners where we can hear them most.
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