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curlygirl Nov 2016
he holds her still*
and yet
she still holds him
curlygirl Nov 2016
its no coincidence
that he only
holds me
when
he's
asleep.
curlygirl Oct 2016
he hit me
like
ol' time religion.
i went in a sinner,
then he
showed me the light
and
baptized me
in a flood
of his kisses,
and i came out
a saint.
curlygirl Oct 2016
but its a place
as dark and empty as
any other hole in the ground.
and when i'm
by myself
my thoughts escort me there
and wait for me to
peek over the edge
before shoving me in
headfirst
and watching as i tumble
down into my own
*mental hell
curlygirl Oct 2016
we're primal
he and i.
we drink
and
we have ***
and
we act like
we don't love
each other.
curlygirl Oct 2016
"but do you love me?"
she asked against
his bare shoulder.
"its like you said,"
he sighed.
"something is better
than nothing."
curlygirl Oct 2016
it may sound
selfish
but i did
not
cut        
slice          
scrape            
*****          
myself
on each piece of
his broken heart
to watch
her
come in and smash
the gentle thing
i bled to rebuild.
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