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Theia Mar 2020
freedom
feels empty
when i hold it
in my hands
Theia Mar 2020
and i know
tomorrow
my anger
will recede
leaving only regret

and
it's really
the worst
Theia Mar 2020
feels like
my head
keeps slipping down
beneath the water

swallowed
by the void
Theia Mar 2020
with every whispered word
every glance

you transform me

i am watching myself
bloom

i am
your flower
Theia Mar 2020
we are wavering
daily
between love and hate

how can these things
transform
into one another
with such ease?

not sure
how much more
my heart can take
Theia Mar 2020
the anger
turned heavy

this morning
waves
of sadness

are drowning me
Theia Mar 2020
i know i lied

but
so
did
you

(now i know)

and you tried
to make me
the villain

so
****
you
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