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Kellin Aug 2022
I have not experienced a natural disaster but I've held one within me
Kellin Aug 2022
Across state lines
And fate's design
You'd read between my lines,
You'd seen truths I had tried
To deny
You had read poems
That were tucked
Neatly under my sheets,
Words never meant
To read
You saw inside of me
Kellin Aug 2022
Like pressing a flower between paper sheets the morning weighs heavy on me
Kellin Aug 2022
My eyes are heavy from the things they have seen

Let me dream...
Kellin Jul 2022
My head holds no heaven
Kellin May 2022
I think my attachment style all began when my mother ran away from home that one time.

Or maybe it was coming home from Christmas to find her drowning in codeine

I've never been the same since.
Kellin May 2022
My need for another human died a long time ago

You learn to be lonely once you've spent to many nights expecting a stranger to return home
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