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GKM Oct 2016
Take me back.
Please take me back.
To before we were torn
Apart by our violently
Beating hearts.
To before we drank to
Escape ourselves and
Consequences because
We both knew our words
Would only make us bleed
Crimson tears of rage.
To before we saw eachother
Not the demons that are behind.
Before we exchanged hearts,
and crucified each of
them in turn because
We thought we could save ourselves
By splitting eachother down the
Middle, and watching the other weep.
To before "I love you" meant
"We destroy eachother but
We can't stand ourselves alone,
And so we both always stay"

To before being together felt
Like ripping flesh of the bone
But being apart made us
Go insane.
Never let yourself be destroyed.
GKM Sep 2016
I think you taught
Me how to love-
But god knows you also
Taught me that a soul
Could bleed .
GKM Sep 2016
When we speak the truth,
It comes from our bones.
As they knew the truth  long
Before we did. Long before
Our ancestors did.
Our bones saw the beginning
Child, they know what is to come
At the end. They have seen and
Felt war and have sheltered and
Cultured peace. They have known
The universes secrets and have been
The sun, moon and all the stars.
They have fallen in love with men,
They have fallen in love with women.
They have known bone shattering love.
They've felt scarring pain.
They know what it is to live child.
 Listen to the bones child.
Listen to your bones
A little something that my grandmother used to say.
GKM Sep 2016
Her strength was
Unimaginable. It was
Formidable. She demolished
She destroyed she enhanced
She brought to life.
She was a God. A God
    Who created a whole world from the ruins that were her life.
 A God.
But she crumbled at the
Feet of a man.
A man !
A man who made oceans
Shiver, made the universe sing.
But she was a God why
Did she love him so.
Because this god who had
Brought, shared and distributed
Herself had nothing to call her
Own.
GKM Sep 2016
Maybe I wasn't meant
To be yours,
Maybe we were never meant
For happiness and fairytales,
Maybe we were never meant
For the stars .
But
Right here,
Right now ,
With flesh and bone and scars.
With skin and hair and breath.
Right here
Right now
I know I was meant to have loved
You.

— The End —