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 Sep 2014 I'm fine
LittleFreeBird
When you kiss me
Do you taste
The words left dead on my lips
A mouthful of ghosts?

When you breathe me in
Do you fill your lungs
Then choke me down
Like a shot of whiskey?

When you touch me
Do you trace your fingers
Along the signature
Depression left on my arms?

When you hold me
Do you feel all the pieces
That won’t ever be put back together
Can you tell
That’s the way I was made?

I’m not broken
Because I was never whole
In the first place.
 Sep 2014 I'm fine
Sharnna
Haiku
 Sep 2014 I'm fine
Sharnna
I told you to leave
I miss you so very much
What cruel irony
 Sep 2014 I'm fine
Patrick Sugarr
I write because
you exist.*

-Michael Faudet
Precisely.
 Sep 2014 I'm fine
Layla Thurman
Id stay awake all night
Just to wait for your response
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