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Feb 2014
there's an (empty) space where your fingers laced
along mine, creating puppet strings in my (heart)
mind (the gap)

don't get too close to the edge or you'll find yourself
frayed and (echoes) screaming
until your voice falls along with your life (and)

i put the noose around my neck, i missed you then
but my legs were too long for (death) success

there's a hidden message just for you
between the lines and the spaces of every word
like the spaces between my fingers
where yours used to be.

now my neck aches
where your (fingers should've been, squeezing) heart beat along side mine
phlegm rises in my throat just enough to drown me
in the (poisonous) smoke i love so dearly

you were there, asking me for relief
but instead i gave you
my bleeding heart,
you asked me what it was,
not knowing how to respond
i told you it was all i had (left)
Aviendha Goodrich
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Aviendha Goodrich  21/Cisgender Female/Maryland
(21/Cisgender Female/Maryland)   
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