She is a circle
who encloses me
unable to breathe.
who encloses me
unable to breathe.
She is the stars
the ceiling
to my sky.
the ceiling
to my sky.
She is the candle
in the darkest part
of night.
in the darkest part
of night.
She is the scars
that mark
the sunset.
that mark
the sunset.
She is a mystery
to my thoughts
the loneliness
to my society.
to my thoughts
the loneliness
to my society.
She is
indifference
to my screams.
indifference
to my screams.
She is the seams
on the nakedness
of who I am.
on the nakedness
of who I am.
She just simply is
what she is.
what she is.
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