his earth's fifth poem

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my skin camouflages into the bed sheets

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my skin camouflages into the bed sheets.
his is in another dimension.
his almond eyes are closed.
mine are awake.
he's probably dreaming of her strawberry lipgloss
and i had a nightmare about his chapstick.
his body is naked
but only my mind is bare.
just the tense space between us makes me flinch and quiver.
it has me shake and shiver.
my bones didn't grow up with milk like his.
the mannequin he created with his working hands turned out to be
a disguise made for imbecile girls like me.
i fucked him on someone else's bed
with someone else in my head.
but he made love to me in his bed with a replica of me instead.

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