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Apr 1
you want to see me stripped on the floor
a motor of a girl gasping for breath
crawling with her blistered knuckles
her wounds harsh and fresh
can’t you just breathe in deeply?
exhale, then inhale me
oh, for your sake baby
push it in then leave me diseased
you only see a body
you only see a body
you only see a body
you only see my body


—i wish so hard that you would just see me
about how people talk about my body and other people’s bodies. i feel like they only want me for something that isn’t on the inside. this is also for people who are only seen as objects and feel like they can only impress by wearing something or looking a certain way. see us for who we are. we are shooting stars, we are dying to be seen.

written: 3/30/24
published: 4/1/24
newborn
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newborn  18/F/wherever you are
(18/F/wherever you are)   
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