February 21, 2018
By liliazia PLATINUM, X, Connecticut
liliazia PLATINUM, X, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that’s all."
-Oscar Wilde

I taste blood on my tongue
I feel you in my lungs,
like cigarette smoke,
when I breath—
empty air

I feel you in my bones,
a filth
I can’t scrub clean
not even from
the surface of my skin,
where you rise and
turn me black and blue
all over

I see you in the streets,
in the city lights
surrounding me
and I feel the heat
of the bodies pushing past,
and world getting
a little too bright

I hear your voice
in the background
of all my conversations,
talking over me
just a little bit louder—
just a little bit better

I can’t stop
because everywhere I turn
there you are,
you were never


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