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Sep 2011
I know your eyes are on my skin
I smile and I burn
It feels good when you look at me
It feels good when you don’t

It would be easier if you didn’t exist
Or if I didn’t exist
Or if we both existed somewhere else

I cry when you leave and I cry when you stay
My heart stings with pleasure
And relishes in pain


I think if I was a fish
And if you were a bird
We’d both suffocate
Emma Jacobson
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Emma Jacobson  United States
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