Poetry melodramatic poetry and junk

you love me


but your hands


are wearing


me


down


---


"no," it said


"don't make me a person


- not yet."


---


i breathed into you;


life in heavy kisses, heavy words


promises like lead in your blood


you cover your mouth, heave


give me more, give me more


but


everything has been clawed out


i can't give what has already been taken 
 

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