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Karisa Brown Oct 2017
I got these feelings
I can't freely explain
One of explosion
One off uninting
And one I haven't
Even Sat fire in

But you're there
In all my belongings
In my etchings
My longing
My reminiscing

Is it wrong
That I dont truly
understand
What you
Mean to me

You mean
All The sunflowers
Wilted from the
Springs bleeding

And ice aroma
Crept up my nose
And I sneeze
Them away

Because you
Unearth me
Stepped foot
On my soil

I think you
Reached up
Before the
Roots grew here

Far off
In a constellation
Of galleries
You were
To me

Somewhere between
Sweet sunlight bliss
And a never-ending
Moonlite lust
For his
Beating blues
To kiss

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