I sipped my coffee in the morning,
I stared at him,
he stared at his phone,
I stared off into space.

Have you ever looked at your lover and wondered if you love him or why?
Ever wondered who he actually is when you hear him on the phone at night?
Have you ever looked at them and realized
why your heart sinks when he walks out the door without saying goodbye?
Have you ever felt your chest...

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There is something particularly unnerving

when we exist in 2 places at once

I find it incredibly discerning

we shapeshift to align with our lies

we keep our name and composure

we walk with our little heads high, 

but behind us is a trail of bodies

of those we sacrificed to live this life. 

They were suffocated by screams

we could have easily heard 

but they were ...

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I am not fruit ripe for the picking, 

my indigestible flesh is an alter

I will worship life by 

before I ever let Adam take a bite.

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You hold their tiny hands
When a child is born there is so much love.
"It's a boy." Cool. I love men.
Got me thinking about the cycle they talk about in The Lion King,
How something dies and becomes grass, and you can't outrun the past
Everything becomes nothing and yet stays something
But I saw his little hands were opening and closing.
Yours were cold and rigid, blue, and not moving

Th...

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