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I changed.
Became versions of myself
To fit other people's
Desires
Needs
Mine ignored.
I adjusted.
Until I became vapor
Drifting listlessly
The question
Who am I
Persistently on my lips.
I acted.
Ripping my heart
From my chest
Holding it in my hands
Still beating furiously
Held it out to you
While blood
Ran in rivers
Down my arms.
An offering
A plea
A sacrifice.
But you shuddered
And turned away.
I corrected.
Stuffing it back in
The hole no longer
A perfect fit.
My heart
Now speaks in
Irregular beats
Yearning for you
Wishing for more.
I change.
Starving.
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