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Jan 2021
Wish i could pen you down
so some breathing thing
might someday read
the myth I couldn't
finish

come on...
Wish I could pin you to
your father
-'s favorite fever dream,
a prophecy

and karma...
Wish I could pin you on
some fiddy
                        wish
                bones
        ­     i
broke

an honor...
Wish i could pin you like
a purple heart
across my real one
did you feel it?

Wish you could've
pinned me down
and taken what
you needed

to
          be
                    free
           of
me.

And I'll admit,
I've even wished
to pin you down
and ask you why
you didn't

except...

you did,
hm?

(you've a lot to teach
this breathing thing)
Inspired by a friend's miscarriage that's like a painting, like one of Gogh's; no one even knew it existed until he was gone.
saige
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saige  22/F
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   Galina
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