I dream

Dig in,

bite harder

 these truths cut to the bone

Lies would be prettier

but I can no longer live within these gray walls

Now I know real pain

These are the things I love about you

This is the terror that keeps me up late at night

drinking wine and dancing with myself

The memory of you makes me feel wicked

I tongue these old scars

in the shape of your mouth

I close my eyes

I sway

and I dream

I dream…

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