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tiyaja cianni Feb 21
encapsulated, solely in myself
i called it self care

fainting in the spotlight,
pulling my own teeth in your vision
and maybe i needed that

maybe i liked it

i probably still do.

there is no way to disentangle
the grin ribboning its way into my frame

as it was infrequently dishonest

i savor when firing towards myself
yet the impact flirts with you
a unification of intentness

i am the necessary cupidity
intertwining with your poultry

i am the absolution thinning the air

and i forgive you, but
are you truly honest about me?

— The End —