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Poem - 8/28/18

Kategori: Allmänt

I want someone to rip a hole in my chest,
give my lungs some space to expand,
blow their breath into my rib cage until what makes me up belongs to them more than it ever belonged to me.
Force my head to the side, tilt it just right, and provide me with the tools to look indifferent.
Make me forget I was ever an individual human in this concrete mess of a home,
and let me pretend no one’s ever truly whole.
 
- Natassa Karamouzis

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