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May 2017
A green screen doesn’t hide who you are,
It hides where you come from, and
I want to dig into your throat and pull out the
Memories you choke down with your coffee every morning,
As if they are seaweed caught in the ocean’s esophagus preventing it
From breathing;
I want to pry your ribcage open with a crowbar and take out the
Raindrops that are drowning your heart so you will be able to
Smile without throwing up,
I want to give back whatever this solar system took away,

I wish you would let me in because I am the sunshine you need
To melt away the nuclear hailstorm inside of your skull,
I am the first flower of spring that reminds you that winter will be over
Soon all you need to do is hold on,

Your past is a part of you,
And if you keep it in a cage
You will never be able to tame it.
Take down the green screen, put down your coffee cup,
And I will give you the stars that the night stole from you,
Because the mistakes you made are not tied to your soul.
You are what radiates in this world,
Let me give you a love that is reciprocal,
That is the love that you deserve.
Written by
abby  23/F/Connecticut
(23/F/Connecticut)   
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   Em MacKenzie
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