when my eyes close 

and the day ends

thoughts get so loud

your curvy silhouette disintegrates 

I lose sight of you

my world loses the right you

as your mediocre choices

blend you in with the crowd

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at times

life becomes 

that empty glass

fractured in the heat

waiting below a tap 

not connected

to a water source

…

before 

rain 

pours

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sometimes

I forget

what you are:

just a flower

swaying to

the directions

of foul winds;

rooted,

yet can’t stand

your ground;

looted off

your perfections

for reasons lewd

you pursued

colors faded

and gone

gone into a world

a life where

pretty flowers

don't belong

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