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A RECULSE.........

my heart stays in the back of my throat

so it won't be defenseless

to the relentless attack 

of a hopeless romantic


it plants gardens in my esophagus 

but i only cough up thorns

i want to show you how wonderful i could be

but i end up scorned


hopelessly falling, 

leaves doing trust falls from cherry trees

leaving bare bark to freeze in autumn's breeze

it reminds me of me


vulnerability is a virus that i haven't been able to medicate

i try to wrap thicker skip around me like a blanket

but some have that uncanny ability to penetrate

making my emotions rattle and shake

with the intensity of an earthquake

i love you begins to regurgitate

.....THE SICKNESS MAKES MY BODY SHAKE.




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