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body dysmorphia is like having to always see the reflection you see in those funhouse mirrors.

Sometimes, I think about the minute I leave a room, if anyone, I mean anyone would notice my absence. I think about the parties and invitations I failed to attend, if someone would dare blurt out that it would have been more fun if had I been there. I think about the times someone I know is in trouble and their first thought of who would rescue them is me. I think about going away, if anyone would even pack their bags and go look for me.

Because honestly, I am no one.

I am the pie in the fridge you've always craved for but turned out to only have three bites left. I am that old school car you choose to ride on a scorching hot day that doesn't even come with proper airconditioning. I am a movie you longed to watch but just ended with a terrible cliffhanger— I am almost always not complete.

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Erased from life

I was happier in the life,

I tried to forget those,

Nights which I spend,

Under your shadow,

Under your breath,

I tried to forget those,

Eyes which gives,

The false feeling of happiness.

But the moment,

When I saw those eyes again,

Then the feeling of the curse,

The grief which soul caries,

Arises to hold you up,

And begged you,

To take away those moments,

Back away from the heart,

Which was engraved by your,

Existence which I can’t,

Erased from my life.

25-June-2022

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Slow dancing with a shared pair of earphones so we don’t drift apart and nobody can hear the music but us.

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I am...

I am no longer a child, despite my inner child's wish to be. I am but a collection of thoughts, memories, scars, pain, and hope stitched together with intentions of love and kindness. I am a bringer of life, a warrior for peace, and a goddess of love and light. I no longer lower my worth to feel worthy of those before me. Instead I wait for their vibrations to rise and meet my own. I give birth to thought and creativity and growth. No longer reaching for the things that tether my heart and soul. I clip those suffocating strings and float free. I am a woman of nurturing gifts. Taken for granted, those gifts wither on the vine of unending understanding. I am strength and courage and magick.

I am...

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