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It’s no Secret

Thinking of You By Donatella Marraoni

I know you still think of me

It’s like your eyes sending signals through your pixels

Starring through the device in the palm of your hands

Directly to my mind

Which is why you’re there all the time

Drinking this wine make the memories I hold on to rotate so intensely

I lose it whenever I get a glimpse

I just know I’d get drunk off just one kiss

I know you still think of me

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Baggage

Lost Suitcase By Mauel Garcia De La Cruz

Dealing with your trauma the best way I know how

Living and breathing on shells daily

Stuck under a rock and a wall you placed between us

Frozen at the front door of my own home

I see you working on demanding more of me

The look on your face when you think you’ve got it figured out

Afraid to let me in

I see the child and I want to set her free

But she can’t be freed here

 

 

 

 

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En Route

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To the young girl with the empty notepad

Exploring the unknown

Trying to find the words to express her hurt

Her sadness

Yet, forgiveness

The darkness that forced her to leave

A place that is now so foreign

A place which awakens her with memories of drifting away slowly, forever

She never takes enough

An emptiness that you can hear from the outside of her body

Hallow and silent

Her destination surely determines her fate 

 

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Inhuman

Stuck in the belly of something inhuman

Drowning me in its emptiness

Voices fill my auricle

Now my mind is infested with fear

Fear of leaving myself behind

No knowledge of time

Or measurement of love

Poison consumed to cope with the darkness

My mind is now a prison

Unable to reach any depth

Vision is blurred

Shedding the images of self worth

Words cut like chains; ripping through my soul

I fight back with fire

Smoke filling my lungs

In hopes of keeping me numb for as long as I am here

Swallowed, but I have made it my home

I am in human