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Apr 2020
you like when i function,
don't you…
you like when my walls open up,
when i'm soft
and not rough,
destined for touch,
not in a rush...
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you despise when i get upset,
don't you…
cover your eyes when i disconnect,
or when i get protective,
but if i cant protect my space
or whats too close in connection,
i start reflecting
then projecting
energies essential
but they **** up the flow,
so i forgive and let go,
then i grow.
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i grow and grow,
i'm way up high.
i might out-grow you.
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the black rose  F/the islands
(F/the islands)   
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     Melanii
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