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Samantha Mar 2015
Loving you is breathing
with broken ribs and puntured lungs.
Painful.
But still I go on, for it is what keeps me alive.
Tenant Jan 2021
Semi-permiable membranes all permiating
Quantum tunneling funneling loose leaves from my loose leaf tea
I just want to be

My brain is puntured
When lies are uttered
has becomes the has not
Not being how i am defined

Holes
Ocuppying more space than space and time
But i have an ace
The reciprcal of zero
My world becomes an infinite exponential

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