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mrs kite Dec 2016
my stomach revolts often
and then sometimes not
food is appealing sometimes
but then often not

my heart stops sometimes
pushing sour saliva up my throat
bile pulses through my veins
but not often enough

I shower too much to be sad
sleep sometimes, too often enough
smile a little, but
too often to be anxious

brushing each tooth, carefully
I thought you were supposed to be depressed?
walking the line between too much
never enough
mrs kite Jan 2015
we
we
we
always we
never me
because i'd like to think
we're in this together
wouldn't you?
mrs kite Jan 2015
those
    azure
         tides
     were
     mesmerizing
now
   their
       bonechilling
              waters
             are
    maleficent
and
    when
          someone
     tells us
to leave
     while we
               can
     we run
like
   hell.
mrs kite Jan 2015
these love songs
are the saddest things
because i know



they will never be sung for me

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