I AM HER…POEM

A word can bend a universe

And him was just a random thought

A memory that imprinted on my skin

I hear them whisper

Who is she and where’s she been?

And they don’t know

That I am her…

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5 comments

      1. Sometimes we don’t need to run fast, rather slow down, take in a few different moments as our world grows amongst all the other worlds, out beneath the wide blue.

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