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1.1k · Nov 2014
Forest
Cameron Nov 2014
The seed planted in my chest is growing up my throat and I think a blossom is on my tongue.
I hope it doesn't wilt.
843 · Dec 2014
Right
Cameron Dec 2014
It is so hard
To be right
When wrong
Is the only
Thing known
**** your gender rolls.
Cameron Dec 2014
We are fragile for different reasons.

I have never been dropped or scraped.
I am not mature enough to be hurt.
I am not a full sculpture.

You were thrown and shattered.
Fragments flew everywhere.
You were glued back together but there are too many discarded shards.

I will tell you I love you for now.
I will say it honest and proud.
But I will always have a fear of chipping off undried pieces.
And that's a sort of terrible thing.
Someone you loved threw you away, I was born to find you.
560 · Nov 2014
Acid
Cameron Nov 2014
The hurricanes burn holes in my face. My emotion is acid. I can destroy.
As I press these weapons into my eyes galaxies appear behind the curtains.
They are invisible to you, and only for me.
Hold my knives tight. Share my pain.

— The End —