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Starla
Starla 3am Writing & Photography
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Withdrawal

Like coming at me with a knife bigger than reality
posining me with your flavours of bitterness
and colours of
yellow. green. blue
i don't want you
i never did
i was forced to forget you
as i was forced to take you every day
limitation is nothing in this mind of concrete spears
the machine babble ticking in my heart and in my tears
tell me no lies-
why such a change?
i enforce myself with a tiny piece of string
something to hold us together
something to keep me within
it dawned on me years ago
i was sparkling spell of love
never did you know
I'll carry on true to myself
without the weight of chalked up gloves
forget you
i banish you into the tele-transport
i can't think why i ever stand for this
good bye
hello
glad to see you again
you are only happy when your own is your friend.

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