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NORMAL PEOPLE {Under Construction }

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Parts 35
Time 22m

2017 2018 alone awards dakota darkness dead death deep depression dieing ghost love normal people poetry romance shortstory teen wattys2018

Slow down 

Take a deep breath 

Look at your hands and your skin 

Feel how soft and how warm  

And very much your own 

Look at the things around you look at the shadow 

And wonder as far back as u can what happened to get you to this exact momentAll Rights Reserved

2017 2018 alone awards dakota darkness dead death deep depression dieing ghost love normal people poetry romance shortstory teen wattys2018

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Dysphoria

"I dreamt I grew roots and sunk into deep earth, Where mud became my skin and dampened grains freckled my surface, I opened my mouth wide for the sprouting branches Leaf-speckled limbs And sunflowers blossomed from my eyes, Sunlight bled in waves, when my organ buried, drummed I know I have breathed earth-kissed breeze While moss grew slow and rich from my fingertips To clothe me and paint me living green, My bones turned to thick wood Bark splintering where furry creatures dip and pry in search of hearth, From my hair, summer grass rose toward thunderstormed sky And when those bloated clouds cracked open, wide I was bathed whole and I thought quite suddenly I must be alive" - I Dreamt I Was Living