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Amanda Feb 2014
My fingertips
snag your skin
as if it was cloth
I could pull closer
to my body to make
the pain of the world
around me dissipate.
Amanda Feb 2014
I never expected the attachment.
It came at me quickly and hit me
defenselessly from behind.
I was on my knees struggling to
rid the feelings I harbored.
It felt like the secret need I have,
to keep my favorite sweater hidden
away in the closet so it’ll never get ruined.
My heart felt heavy containing the
new information of territory uncharted.
I was expecting the unexpected,
until the expected got the better of me.
Amanda Nov 2013
No one saw
the sun that bled
in my mouth –
it burned a distinct taste
onto my tongue
that reminded me
of you.
Amanda Nov 2013
maybe one day i’ll look back
and still remember
the way you tasted on the night
you broke up with me.
maybe one day i’ll look back
and see how wrong you were
and how right i was for not
fighting to keep you.
maybe one day i’ll look back
and realize it was a blessing
in disguise that i lost you
and not that i kept you.
maybe one day i’ll look back
and know that you loved me
even though it didn't last.
Amanda Nov 2013
Sunshine
will leak
from my
pores
and engulf
all whom are
kind-hearted.
Amanda Nov 2013
Music is a curse
in the way it brings you back
to a certain place in time.
Whether that moment was special
or if it brought you pain,
Music doesn’t care.
It just is.
Amanda Oct 2013
Freckles dot the lined
curvature that is
my cheekbones.
Simple brush strokes
on the canvas that
is my body
shape the path
of my veins.
They're similar to a map,
leading you to many
destinations.
If you get lost,
just look into my eyes.
They’re the landmark that
will help guide you
home.
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