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bluevelvet
Poems
May 2017
The Mind
She
lays in bed
and
she
touches
herself,
but not
in the way
you think.
She
breathes in
and feels
her
collarbone
and
she
smiles bright.
In the
right position,
she
can feel
the hipbone
that
he(s)
never want
to call
home.
She
stops with
a quivering
hand,
doesn't
want to
go any
farther.
So
she
rolls over
and stares
vacantly
at a
wall that
holds
her
darkest secrets.
Just another
reason
sHe
will be
alone
forever.
Written by
bluevelvet
24/the same as you
(24/the same as you)
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