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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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 thought "who the fuck are you"?

Have you ever looked at them and realised you've found your mother or father? 

Have you ever gone numb when he closed the door but didn't say goodbye? 

Have you ever felt your chest crumble when his phon...

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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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