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Light & Love

Love lives in strange places, it’s the obvious that never shows.
The nectar of the gods bestowed on me, I vowed to protect from new vultures.

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Empty Shells

Empty tins make the loudest noise,
so empty shells echo sounds of places far away
I’m stitching back pieces of me but still seek validation and wish to be a pleaser,

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I’m Not Healing Quick Enough

“I suppose that’s why burials are for the living
So we can carry on mourning long after you’re gone”

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