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Apr 2015
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Here i am
drowning at the




                                 bottom
of my ininininininininininininininsecurities

and You.
You're stripping
O
    F
        F
                                     Your clothing

even as i write down these words.

i cannot ininininininhale
           air refuses to r      e      a      c     h
the
                        b
                    o
               t
           t
        o
   m
of my lungs.

Never
did i think
that the invisibility
i used only for my own protection
would one day turn into my agony.
Never
did i think it would work on You.

But, Darling,
it did.

You did not see.
You did not hear.
You did not notice,
though i was but inches a   w   a   y.

invisible. insignificant. distant.

maybe i will simply



d                                          
   i                                        
     s                                
         appear.
Genevieve
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Genevieve
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