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Swimming through paint Watercolors entangling my fingers and toes I taste it on my tongue A grittiness that I have grown to live with My cheeks stained with blue I stare at my reflection But I don’t recognize the collection of eyes that lay in front of me I run my fingers through it It ripples and I forget the stranger I’ve seen The one right in front of me The one clawing at the surface of the water The one clawing at the surface of my face This aching in my chest It’s there again It rattles the cobwebs And I yell at it with clear lungs Get out I say I don’t want you here And I don’t But seeing your face Knowing you’re around Being in the same room My ribcage rattles like drums It drowns out my protest
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May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 8:51 PM UTC
the other woman
Swimming through paint Watercolors entangling my fingers and toes I taste it on my tongue A grittiness that I have grown to live with My cheeks stained with blue I stare at my reflection But I don’t recognize the collection of eyes that lay in front of me I run my fingers through it It ripples and I forget the stranger I’ve seen The one right in front of me The one clawing at the surface of the water The one clawing at the surface of my face This aching in my chest It’s there again It rattles the cobwebs And I yell at it with clear lungs Get out I say I don’t want you here And I don’t But seeing your face Knowing you’re around Being in the same room My ribcage rattles like drums It drowns out my protest
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pacattealy
May 9, 2020
May 9, 2020 at 8:51 PM UTC
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