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I've learned to sort my pain into stanzas containing all of the beauty I don't feel. so I write the poetry I can't live and live the poetry I can't write. with each word i attempt to romanticize skinny thighs a mothers lies or a daughters cries in hopes that one day I'll watch my memories the way you read them.
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Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 2:55 AM UTC
I'll trick your mind until it tricks mine
I've learned to sort my pain into stanzas containing all of the beauty I don't feel. so I write the poetry I can't live and live the poetry I can't write. with each word i attempt to romanticize skinny thighs a mothers lies or a daughters cries in hopes that one day I'll watch my memories the way you read them.
racquel-tio
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Calgary, Alberta
Jun 23, 2016
Jun 23, 2016 at 2:55 AM UTC
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