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Amanda Nov 19
Point the barrel at me.
Let me see my future
unfold right before my eyes
as you pull the trigger.
You killed me.
Amanda Nov 18
Sobbing in my hands,
wishing for the world to be
finally at peace.
Amanda Nov 16
It's been awhile
since I have let myself feel
anything at all.
Amanda Oct 27
Cactus blooming red,
matches the blood in my veins,
hauntingly precious.
Amanda Oct 25
Molding lumps of clay,
Sticky, earthen residue,
shaped to doughy love.
Amanda Oct 24
I feel like a storm.
Powerful, striking and dark,
but also afraid.
Amanda Aug 19
You have not aged well.
The weight you carried became
your worst enemy.
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