I named her Africa #Wattys2015
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  • Reads 7,199
  • Votes 1,752
  • Parts 47
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Jun 30, 2015
I didn't mind if my fingertips were
rusted with coffee grounds, or if
my palm still hosted bread crumbs,
I reached out my hand across the table,
and you squeezed it but proved me wrong.
My mind was spiraling,
my heart, unstable.

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My poetry is only to fill blank pages. You decide how to color it in. That meaning, you can interpret the poems the way you want. I only put the words together, and you decide the rest :) Yet another poem dump for my unorganized mess that is my poetry. Hope you enjoy it! ❤️ - - - - - - -⚠️Trigger Warning⚠️ - - - - - - - For mature audiences only. Sensitive topics including self-harm, blood, swearing, wounds, death, abuse, graphic descriptions, suicide and other topics that can be triggering. There will not be warnings on each individual triggering poem, so do not read if any of the topics mentioned can be triggering for you.