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Apr 2019
I hope a void broke loose in you the moment I left your hand without looking back.  A triumphant hope regardless of my experience.

But I realize the claws of emptiness actually sink into me.

I tried to scrub your fingerprint from my palm, but still feel the safe heat of your hand.
I wish I could scratch out your eyes with my words - maybe then you would notice me.

My vocal cords want to break out of thise prison of self-control.
I want to scream your name at the top of my voice and if you take note of me, disappear ...
Come find me!
Alzet Weideman
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Alzet Weideman  21/F/South-Africa
(21/F/South-Africa)   
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