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frances
Poems
Feb 2014
uncharted organs
take me to the edge of your being
to the cusp of all concealment
the horizon of what the world can see
where the storm starts and does not end
I want to see where the flames die
let the ash fall through my fingers
stone cold like corpse remains
I want to
know
you
when was the last time
you let someone
touch a part of you
that wasn't on your body?
Written by
frances
21/F/Manchester
(21/F/Manchester)
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