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A year made of losses Stitched together with a shaking doubt of my goodness How could I know it at the time All the tears cried this rotation of the earth Watered wildflowers gasping in my lungs We aren't choking anymore Growing up my trachea reaching for gold plated tongues Flourish out of my cheeks and ripen the acid air Now I spit petals onto the ground Do the humans love me? Do they love me not? I don’t care anymore The flowers love me They made me a poet
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Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 1:02 AM UTC
The Flowers Love Me
A year made of losses Stitched together with a shaking doubt of my goodness How could I know it at the time All the tears cried this rotation of the earth Watered wildflowers gasping in my lungs We aren't choking anymore Growing up my trachea reaching for gold plated tongues Flourish out of my cheeks and ripen the acid air Now I spit petals onto the ground Do the humans love me? Do they love me not? I don’t care anymore The flowers love me They made me a poet
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Dec 24, 2014
Dec 24, 2014 at 1:02 AM UTC
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