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I
Feel the stiches on my skin
Swallow bitter after bitter pill
Of truths and hurt
To keep the pain within.
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I
Look at cuts on my skin
Wounds of words and glances
Stitch the bleeding gashes
With a careless love for myself.
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I
Carry knives on my tongue
Sharp edges, a cold burn
Feel them cut through my skin;
A pain I have grown to love.
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~insight07
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All the memories of my childhood
I could fit in a square suitcase
They are light, airy, breezy
Of plays and innocence and childish fights
Alphabets, first poems, lessons on addition
Sisters, brothers, races and mud
Swings that could always go higher
Slides that would never end.
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All memories of my teenage years
I could fit inside circle bags
Keep playing them on loop
Boys, insecurities, poison, smoke
Changing bodies, growing personalities
Friends, bullies, jokes, school
Lessons on trigonometry, Hitler, loans, wars
A taste of alcohol and life.
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All the memories of the past three years
I carry within me
Heavy, stones on my chest.
Of loss, tears, changes
Permanence and adjusting faces
New, old, love, friends
Office, college, challenges
Growing alone, becoming me.
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So many memories
Sometimes I feel they will overflow
From my eyes and skin.
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~insight07
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Warm puddles of sunshine
Light on my covered eyes
Kites flying high in
Blue umbrella of the sky
Smiles dancing on happy lips
Pink blush on clouds white
It is a youthful day
A brilliant beautiful sight!
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~insight07
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Look at time fly by
Heading towards the setting sun and horizon
Somewhere in this world, dawn shines.
~insight07
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