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Dear M

I don’t know If you know But I forgave you A long time ago

You hurt me worse Thank I thought possible Now I write this In hopes that it finds you

I still love you In this moment Though I feel I shouldn’t

You did things I didn’t deserve And you won’t own them} I wasn’t perfect I own that And I am sorry

So, If you find your heart Aches for me Like mine aches For you In this moment You won’t find me I’m not waiting for you

-Bunny Laufeyson

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Little Poems - #1

I want to share Poetry with her In ways she can understand So I read poetry to her While she brushes my hair

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Long Time No See

Hello Y'all,

I am so sorry that I have not been active or created any new content, I started a new job and all my energy has been going into that (it's your basic full time 9-5) I won't be posting and making content at the rate I was before but I plan on getting back into the swing of things and post once a week.

Thank you,

Bunny Laufeyson

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Constellations

I want to feel A soft cool tip Of a liquid eyeliner pen Glide across My back

You play Connect-the-dots With my freckles Then You’re lips Replace the pen

You

Found a constellation On my skin| Reminding me I am of the stars As beautiful as the Galaxy

-Bunny Laufeyson

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7 Days

Monday: There is never enough coffee Tuesday: Laundry day: Why do I have to wear clothes Wednesday: I still wake up thinking I have church tonight Thursday: What do you mean it’s not Friday? Friday: No Job offers tomorrow Saturday: No rest even on the weekend Sunday: A once a week bath doesn’t make up for a week of no self-care

-Bunny Laufeyson

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16 Candles at 20

I want to sit Across from you Over  Coffee That’s Our Birthday Cake

Talking softly On a Floor Not a table

It’s not my 16th birthday You’re not even a boy But I imagine When We slowly lean in And Our Lips Touch Like Sam and Jake

My fantasies will come true And it will be sweeter Then my sweet 16.

-Bunny Laufeyson

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The day a child was born

The day a child was born It let out a piercing cry Announcing their presence to the world Quickly Wrapped in cloth And marked male or female

Clothes picked In soft pinks Or blues And toys Along with The colors Limiting potential Creating strife In beings later Conflict within Based on assignments They had no choice in

-Bunny Laufeyson

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Pluck

Flower petals Under My fingertips One Plucked off

I love me Pluck I love me not Pluck I love me Pluck I love me not

Self Love Can be difficult In this capital hellscape That has warped What it means To be worth value

Pluck I love me Pluck I love me not

Damn puritan ethics And exploitation Leading To the draining Of the Spirit

Pluck I love me Pluck I love me not

“No Fat” “Need a thigh gap” “Not pretty Without make-up” “Nothing Tastes| As good As Skinny Feels” “Smile”

Pluck I hate me Pluck I hate me not Pluck I hate me Pluck I hate me not

Sometimes It’s easier To not Hate myself Only by Not Liking me

Pluck I like me Pluck I like me not Pluck I like me Pluck I like me not

It takes More effort To combat The outside world’s Input on How I see me

Pluck I love me Pluck I love me not Pluck I love me Pluck I love me not

I take A deep breath Pulling the last Of the petals

Pluck I love me Pluck I love me not Pluck I love me

-Bunny Laufeyson