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I am a half forgotten thing,
skin slowly starving,
living off the whisper of an embrace.
When was the last time lips pressed to me,
or hands caressed me?
 Jan 2021 Nola Leech
LS
when a poet falls in love with you
you can never die
they will notice the way
you rub your palms and look down
when someone is angry at you
and the way you smirk
as you pull away from a kiss

they will notice how you can't sleep
without your body touching someone else's
how you never crease any pages of books
and how you close your eyes when you dance in your kitchen
with your record player on

they will find all of the words
that they see you as
and turn them into something beautiful

people say you die twice
once when you stop breathing
and when someone says your name
for the last time

if you fall in love with a poet
they will never stop
mentioning your name
you will be alive
for eternity
 Nov 2020 Nola Leech
Laiba
9/11/2020
 Nov 2020 Nola Leech
Laiba
Silenced
Ashamed
Why do i have to be this why
 Nov 2020 Nola Leech
SophiaAtlas
I always hope
You're looking
At me while
I'm looking
Away.
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