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Jun 2020
a breath on my tongue
flimsy and pathetic
strangled sounds from my lips

clearly un-done
my hands unwrap my face
from all your words
that tasted cool to the touch

but not enough greenery
jeering giggles and
fortifying glares

a word in my throat
jammed, slammed, shunned

be gone Angels
I can't do you anymore
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undermyfeet  F
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   Ayesha
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