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Sarina
Poems
Aug 2013
his autograph
he won't **** me when I'm sad
but god does,
god does so well I get down and never
come back up for air.
some kind of *****,
being passed around with invisible hands
making invisible marks on her back.
the least I want is the autograph
of every night I do not
sleep,
have my lover rest for me
on me.
anything, anything, I fear he wants me
to stay empty.
I want to say,
if you don't want me to be so sad
want the heartache to
go away
get the **** inside of me, cause
an earthquake, create a better ache β
all god does is cup
his hands around my neck and expect me
to still be able to breathe.
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Sarina
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