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Phoebe
Poems
Jan 2015
Lacrimosa
Night. All over his body.
Lithium lingers on the tongue.
Slow motion crawl into bed,
nothing for dinner except sleep.
His gaze. Colder than
the chill of a refrigerator.
He tells me he’d rather die
than **** me tonight.
Grabbing the fat that clings
under my chin, he tells me,
“Once I learn to love myself,
I promise I’ll love you next.”
#love
#depression
#hate
#death
#abuse
#disorder
#relationship
#bipolar
#manic
#bi-polar
Written by
Phoebe
Florida
(Florida)
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