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H is for...
what is this word?
with a simple breathy sound
it is unfamiliar to me
you can leave your bible on the shelf. the pages and their accompanied broken spine, much like yourself. letters break from their form and scatter in my head. what am I trying to say? feels like boots made of lead. i just want understanding and a possibility. dreaming of your face - complete serenity. cradling you as you fell , so many secrets you never tell. why not me? why can’t I be …happy?
