LDVA Poem by LDV
God, will you tell me
my real name? This one, for today, isn't right. These syllables chop on my tongue and push past my lips, dissonant, and cold to the touch. My skin shrinks away from itself when I hear them calling my name.
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Added on December 11, 2016 Last Updated on January 10, 2017 Tags: identity, me, self, god, godisdeadmyfriends Author
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