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...I was a child. I didn't need to be strong,
I needed to be safe.
I want your kiss, upon my lips
   I want your hand, gripping my wrist
                   I want your heart, beaten apart
                       So you can feel how you left my soul down to rot.'
'..I did it because I know that revenge is a meal we prepare for someone else...

..and somehow the chef always ends up starving..'
  Jun 2020 Zo'e Clarkis'on
Kafka Joint
The winds have changed directions,
But I wasn't sailing,
I was asleep.
  Jun 2020 Zo'e Clarkis'on
Grey
WE CAN’T BREATHE
WHEN YOU COVER OUR MOUTHS.
6/5/2020
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"is the drunk guy at the party who tries to fight everyone.

America says nothing and pretends they didn't ride in the same car."
She loved him the same way that she learned how to ride a bike.
Scared...but reckless.
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