Yheela
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Empty spacesA Poem by YheelaYou know when no one gives a s**t. And you're there all alone. Looking stupid with your exciting news that no one listens to. Trying to keep that happ.. |
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your beginningA Poem by Yheelasomeone in the corner of my eyemade me turn aroundyour smile had me fallingheadlongclueless you turned to gaze in my directionyour words were balm to .. |
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ten minutes of youA Poem by YheelaOur eyes meet. Over cups of coffee. Standing on the street. Your collar turned up to protect you from the cold. A bashful smile. We look away. Try.. |
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this my lifeA Poem by Yheelaif this wasn’t my life, I would travel. perhaps by train, to the Mediterranean, or maybe by plane, to the Caribbean. only bringing a change of c.. |
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Ways I Have BurnedA Poem by YheelaThe first time he was blonde with bright gray eyes, cool and wonderfully cynical. My matches weren't enough, his corners weren't even singed. Me, I bu.. |
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handsA Poem by Yheelalike the pieces of a puzzlemy body made into being by your handsbreaking apart in ecstasycarefully reconstructed we play the game over and over mappin.. |
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#1A Poem by Yheelait’s only when you break mewhen your words cut deepthat I believe myself alive unless the blood flows from my bodyI can’t see how I’.. |
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Queen of NothingA Poem by YheelaThe light outside is too bright,but I can't find my shadesand I'm late for work.Cover up my pale faceslather on foundation and rouge,draw black circle.. |
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on the dockA Poem by Yheelahe's laughing I let the sound fill me blocking out everything else my tongue moistens my lips a taste of wild strawberries we sit side.. |
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To travel without movementA Poem by YheelaSnow-blind between the galaxies. I bend space-time to be close to you. But my water isn'tenough for your desert toflower. They speak to me. With red.. |
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