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Between My Throat and Solar Plexus

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I want to love you,

do you want to love me too?

When I need to love myself before

I ever try and attempt to love anyone else.

I have a place for you between my throat and solar plexus;

that's why it's throwing me off.

It should be naked without a necklace-

it's knocking me off my pivot,

it's making me act reckless.

I'm not healed yet and here I am, jumbled and out of sorts

holding you where I should be holding rose quartz. 

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