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Oct 2021
i look for myself in people constantly
i direct my image outside and wonder why i keep leaving places empty handed
i am enough
so why do my lips ache to say your name
how do my hands fit so perfectly around your waist but when i come home and lay in bed alone iā€™m left with nothing but moments
iā€™m exhausting my love in places that cannot be accepted so when i look in the mirror i see nothing but a person searching for someone to hold
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natalee  23
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