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Jul 2020
My ****** side never went fully away
Now I am at peace with myself, yet
It keeps me away from potential threats:
that world you inhabit that I never get

All my dissatisfaction distilled through you
all my bitterness taking unexpected shape
it's not real, it's a figment of my bad ways
although reality is hard to explain]

I close myself inside my shell all too well
Dying to open up but I fail
They lack something I crave
Red flag - my love is the one I can take!

And I say, I need my aliens with me
where do they live?
Maybe we were knitted by chance
and 10 years you can't just overlook
and now I don't merely exist
so our relationship shifts

I am not who I was
Now I've got a true human form
and alien weapons to knock you down
I am a weird creation, I know
Patchwork girl in the prowl

I am shutting all the windows - opening the door
I wish someone came say hello
but I feel good in my very own road
I am settling down - it is dangerous as ****
but no other way but carrying on
Courtney O
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Courtney O  27/F/Madrid
(27/F/Madrid)   
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