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RiverI trust the river / with my secrets- / the ones that sit heavy
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Endless appetiteHe had a hunger / that could never be satisfied- / no matter how much he ate,
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SpotlightSometimes I wish I was normal- / just another body in the crowd, / a passing shadow
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Dead FieldAs I sit and stare on my supposed deathbed, / unable to move or feel, / the world hums somewhere far from me-
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FlowerbedMy lungs fill to the brim with roses and lilacs. / My bones transform into their stems, / my cells their leaves.
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SwallowedYour mouth untouched. / Hers: filthy. / You’re sixteen.
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Rotting butterfliesWhen the worms start to eat my stomach, / they find only rotting butterflies- / once alive, trembling with color,
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Lent not LivedI wish I could lend you my eyes- / not just the color or the shape, / but the quiet way they hesitate
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Cotten candy skiesThe sky looks artificial tonight. / Strawberry pink bleeding into violet, / like someone tipped a glass of paint across the clouds
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A Language for BurningIf I name you flame, / it is only because language has no word / for the way you unmake me gently.
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