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Sep 2017
Amidst the thicket of people
stood, lanky and broad
a girl of color
Fine, smooth skin
That tasted of mint and
Charred woods
And with the crowd
she swayed like the waves
on a beach
Endlessly pushing the bank
with deep blues and moss green
Softly, her lips drawn
and eyes fixated on the swirling
lights that encased the room
Men and women
Of all shapes and colors
pirouette in an endless haze
that she couldn’t seem to grasp
Onward she looks
her hair flawlessly blankets
her diamond face
Fuzzy and smudged from
Cosnuming everything that left a lifelong sense
Of tingles and laughter
A man in the form of red
finds his way to her
They twirl, caper and sway
to the music that drowned out
their sense of mind
And with a sip
Of bitter juices that seemed
to melt her body like butter
She fell in his arms
Finally the moon sleeps
and the sun rises with happiness and glory
basking the earth in its light
awakes the girl with flawless hair
and midnight skin
Sheets stained with cranberry and
Steel
She soon realizes
She didn’t ask for this
the long smothering kisses
and ripping of fabric
She didn’t ask for the endless glasses
of tasteless drinks
and bruised skin
She didn’t ask for it
Sadly Kida
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Sadly Kida  20/F/Someone's dusty attic
(20/F/Someone's dusty attic)   
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