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i love sometimes
and sometimes
it matters.

a blend of moments,
one was good;
others i don't ask
their
name.

it's better to bear
a feather and hurt
then a moment
under pressure
of a wet sound
that he heard and
said your
a worthless
whore.

so my seasons
are warm;
i enjoy a walk,
and dress to bear.

but i discovered
I am amongst
scattered resistance;
tingle is smile-
i have found breadcrumbs.






Written by jessica_orr (Jessica Orr)
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