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MsAmendable Aug 2022
The remains of my perfections lay untouched beside the wear on my fingers.

Proof of a cheap illusion that breaks away under the value of genuine work
MsAmendable Aug 2022
His arms
Wrap around my naked corpse
Is he holding me (is he giving up?)
Or am I letting go
MsAmendable Aug 2022
Blinded once again,
I succumb easily
To good men with bad intentions.
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We all have our weaknesses.
MsAmendable Aug 2022
What a blessing it would be to have eyes
That open before the wake of my own destruction
And not be widened by suprise
At my reduction
MsAmendable Aug 2022
The taint of my love
Slips out to touch his pure heart
With corruption
Seeing the darkness fill him,
And shatter what we built,
I am purified in the horror
Of what I'd become.
MsAmendable Aug 2022
I found it in the places
I was most afraid to look
.
I hold his name on my tongue;
The sweet taste of regret,
Of finally knowing the love I'd had
MsAmendable May 2022
You must tend to your body
as you tend to your garden.
Your body is from the earth,
and sustains your mind
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