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Held In Pockets Of The Heart

I am haunted

Withdrawn love
and banishments
always the curse

And yet,
there is always a sliver of love
that resides for those
who let me go

My spirit
craves to hold them,
just one last time

These loves of the past,
my history and distraction
from my own purpose

I hope someday
I can learn,
to love myself
as I once felt loved

And my guarded present,
can slowly be unclothed
and I can be a disciple
to its universal power

But for now,
I can only view it
through a fictional lens,
and appreciate it
from a safe distance.
Written by Tenderloin
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