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i keep boys
like trophies
line them
up on the shelf
along with the t-shirts
they left in my room,
the gum that’s still
stuck
on my wall,
(he tried to teach me
how to blow
bubbles),
and all the pieces
they broke in me
while making me
whole.
my mom thinks
i should settle down
my friends love
the drama
and i want to want
normal, stable, blah
but cannot help
my wild heart
that needs to know
the new and the dangerous
to feel alive.
i was born
to love
too much
to know
too many
to wear t-shirts
that do not belong
to me
and maybe one day
i will find
what i do not know
i am looking for.
(me).
About the Creator
Sara
Don’t look for love.
Be love.
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Comments (2)
I love the use of the t shirts in this.
Good luck on your journey!