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You inoculated me, so I was immune to your love
Gave me just a taste then dried me up
Time and space coagulates in place
Congealing and sealing everything you took away
No more conscious volition I enter submission
Just outside my peripheral vision
The sound of your hand saying goodbye is a wavelength
I no longer hold flowers, I am just an empty vase
And the music in ...
Thursday 28th May 2015 11:15 pm
What Is Love
When you kiss me and the worst parts of me perish
And only the best parts of myself regenerate
That's love
When you see my demons and the contours of my shame
And still think I am brave
That's love
When you lend me money even though you can't afford it
And I don't have enough to pay you back
That's love
When I turn to sand in your arms
And you scul...
Thursday 28th May 2015 11:09 pm
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