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poetrybylila

4 weeks ago

my heart lurches into my throat and lodges at the back like a jagged-edge stone. my lungs sprout wings and fly away.

the aching of their absence in my chest is heavy, despite my rib cage housing hollow. my skin jumps and begs to rip free.

i wake, and it is not a dream. my body is running from me, yet my mind will not free itself- it delights in it's cranial prison.

i wake, and your body is still rotting 6 feet under, your heart and lungs and skin and mind no more- but i cannot gift mine.

Here’s what I mean by “no one is around”.

Seriously, are they busy or something? And now I’m stuck listening to this music. Ugh…

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ter8

5 months ago

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