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  Jul 2015 Leelah
i s a b e l l a
When my past comes to visit me,
it isn't a smack in the face.
It gradually creeps up,
wrapping itself around my body,
engulfing me.
It knocks down all my feelings
and throws them away,
making room for itself.
My past is not a welcome guest,
but it's hard to kick it out.
  Jul 2015 Leelah
Nevermind
Love is a joke
With no punch line
A trap we fall into
Time after time
  Jul 2015 Leelah
Nevermind
Maybe too early
Perhaps too late
Maybe a foot
Or a mile away
Maybe oceans
Or just over a stream
Is the distance that keeps you
From your dreams
Leelah Jul 2015
Stemming from the soul
Growing out like hair
Features delicate as petals
Pretty as a rose

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