And all these mediocre men
Made me complicit in their plight
Leaving me stitching up their wounds
While they devoured half my light
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Love, Ross Lynn.
And God…it was heaven.
It was everything I’d never experienced before;
It was being seen,
It was being heard,
It was being loved.
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graze your face.
heartbeat quickens to your pace.
begin, and movements break;
what is left but your embrace?
close their doors
left in cold remaining space,
And all that’s left is your embrace.