amnesia

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you came into my life
with a bookmark scraping my sides
smudging the ink, ripping the lines

i would remember you, amnesia
not a single thought could cross my mind
if you know, you know

you wrote your own notes in the margins
black and blue pen
my veins dry red

i would see the beauty in your ugly
the way you show up blind and
sudden

you, so careless with your washed up
ideas of my words, they could never
measure to anything i've said

i would want you, broken
you couldn't stop me as i
pick up all your pieces

you are the dust on my spine

you are the dog eared pages

you are the forgotten quote underlined a million times, an attempt to never let me forget, and i can't help but admit, i forgot what it felt like to love you, i forgot how to love you

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