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I had to kill my judge before she killed me.
I feel envy so hard I could hear it break the skin.
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I try to fill everyone with love, especially when they don’t need it.
I may never get to be what I always wanted.
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I feel like we are the same being. I feel so protective over you. You’ve grown into me like a grafted branch. Your well-being is my well-being.
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I am a ruined sour cherry. I didn’t go sweet; I just lost my edge. Where did she go, the girl who wore bees?
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When I asked if you would judge me, for not crying when my father dies. And you said, “you’ve cried over him enough.” heaven is coloured only by such soft redemption. In seconds those years wept with relief.
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Oh, I love you. And I love you. And you. Has anyone loved me this way? adoration is an open door stumbling through me. I want to heave it on you, shove it down into you: spit back your loveliness, drool it back, pour it into my hands and make you watch how beautiful I see you.
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A mirror can’t reflect itself.