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"get her back"

  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • Jun 15, 2021
  • 1 min read

Every object I touch

seems to fall apart

and every time I speak

it seems to leave a scar;


medicine can’t fix me

and healing seems like a scheme

because at one point I was six years

and realized


I was never meant to be


so I pretended I didn’t exist,

I erased the image

of the girl I knew I was


and created something new

like a paintbrush on a blank canvas


but I painted over Monet’s lilies


and I can never get them back-


all of these people

are now

what I once was


but I can’t get her back.



 
 
 

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