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I was the hot summer days
the sun radiating jubilance,
absorbed without sunscreen.
I was the wildflowers dancing
with the cool b..
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These tears leak out
of rusty aqueducts,
the pipe overburdened with woes
of hatred and stale spirits
as catastrophe morphs faces
in..
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Drowsy attempts at hitting
the mute button,
shutting them up,
only unsatisfied blurs
of words
drum my ears,
heaving my chest
wi..
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Left longing for looks that pierce,
sending jolts of understanding
through my arteries,
flooding my veins
that’ve run cold
fo..
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So quiet, reserved,
overlooked,
tattered unknown body,
mind, secrets,
soul.
Nevertheless,
the details still trace
through an ..
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Someday I will barely exist
and I wonder
who will breathe the air
that navigated through my body,
recycling out the carbon dioxide..
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Mangled ink,
pried out of tense fingertips,
drip dripping into paper crevices,
plopping rapidly,
vicariously,
to avoid misconcept..
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Speak this foreign language
most often misunderstood.
Perform it’s pleasures,
it’s passion,
it’s ache,
it&rsq..
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Pluck out my heartstrings,
one by one,
and strum them rhythmically
like a chordophone,
alone.
Vibrate the melodies,
go and sha..
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The doors are locked
and I’m kept like a criminal,
plagued with faces
that don’t match mine at all,
caged in caging th..
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