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  Aug 2021 Vanessa Gatley
Aditya Roy
He was easy as a breeze on the outside
He had a raging storm inside
Busy searching for the stop signs
And the turns kept passing him by
  Aug 2021 Vanessa Gatley
Ashly Kocher
Even the most colorless of roses, still have life and purpose…
It takes the right person to bring the color back to life and bloom to its highest expectations...
Vanessa Gatley Aug 2021
My trachea
Seems to be gold thread
Cords are glitter and
Wash down
Food
Sludge
Vanessa Gatley Aug 2021
My breast is like a rose
But ****** is like sunflower
Smaller and nectar is black
Vanessa Gatley Aug 2021
My lungs are like oceans
Parted by my stomach
My heart is conch shell
Calls to my lungs to
Crate a wave of relief
When I need it most
Vanessa Gatley Aug 2021
You see my aorta
Has wings that close up in night
Open in the day
Vanessa Gatley Aug 2021
When he tries touch me
He will ***** my cactus
Fingers
They filled with temporary poison
Numb his hands
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