I thought when you lost your job you would need me more but your weakness divided us; your travels stopped those visits ceased to exist. I...
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I know that songs can erupt into moments. you do not need to dare me I will do mostly anything you want for me to be your naughty girl good...
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I cried most of the morning, stopping the voices. I wanted to kill you, but I married you instead. I had so much hope, yet I knew it was as...
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The words are peeking in at the oddest times they want to say so much but I shelter them from eyes. I need to protect their vulnerability...
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I turned into a vampire for you. I wanted to walk with you I wanted to love you. I never tried enough too busy in my own head. Overthinking...
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I am supposed to breathe better know all the grammar rules ask me how to spell a word you will not need to look it up here I am, your own...
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You wrapped up my ghosts in ziplock bags and tucked them into boxes without warning. I thought you would treat them with more respect but...
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I sit alone in my bedroom you sit alone on the couch. You go to work I stay home. You never call. I never text. Our wedding portrait is on...
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I like to read books and watch the sunset pull dirt out of sentences.
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I think my love language is all of you it does not even exist to write it down. I do not know how I function with my guts pulled apart by...
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It is a true story my narrative of this grand prix night in 2017. I went out for dinner and drinks on Bernard street in Outremont. It was a...
