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When the petals dried up, when I woke up one morning and there they were, scattered about cadavers, Our love had gone awry. There was enough sadness in me to wither a field of sunflowers as I pass. And the apples in my cheeks, one day decided to stop hiding my sorrow. I breathe you in. I take you up. All your mysteries. All your flaws. And all, all that I love- I take it up, gently; humanly. To be tossed about like a rag doll. I am not stained. I am not broken. And I am not just extrinsic beauty! See me! Past the doll, I pose. I pose for you, to be taken! To be loved! Accept me, And love me, extrinsically, intrinsically love me. For all that I am, Just as I do you.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 7:57 PM UTC
An Eloquent Beg.
When the petals dried up, when I woke up one morning and there they were, scattered about cadavers, Our love had gone awry. There was enough sadness in me to wither a field of sunflowers as I pass. And the apples in my cheeks, one day decided to stop hiding my sorrow. I breathe you in. I take you up. All your mysteries. All your flaws. And all, all that I love- I take it up, gently; humanly. To be tossed about like a rag doll. I am not stained. I am not broken. And I am not just extrinsic beauty! See me! Past the doll, I pose. I pose for you, to be taken! To be loved! Accept me, And love me, extrinsically, intrinsically love me. For all that I am, Just as I do you.
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Apr 21, 2015
Apr 21, 2015 at 7:57 PM UTC
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