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Day 5 October sixth, 2020

  Baby boy- They say I’m trapped in a circle that never ends  Every argued feather  full of lies that was light  as a million stones  of envy and selfishness They call me vain  I bite back with bitter words  that haven’t learned  how to disguise its broken home  Hurt in words that were meant to heal Where am I headed?  A love so toxic and never ending a foolish girl Wanting him when he pushes her away A whisper of broken promises  Of  Broken dreams Soft eyes that hide a turmoil of thoughts A love many say is a trap no where to go  Broken hearts 💔  Teary springs and years that passed  It wasn’t love it was the feeling of being seen  That made her head turn  It was the promise of love that kept her stuck and blindfolded to who he really was🦋

Day 4 October 2, 2020

 Missing parts She’s apart of me   I’m apart of her  entwined legs shuddering  as she takes me apart  breath hitched  a whisper escapes our lips  a hitch scratches along my back  a low moan back arched  a low rumble  a plead to go faster  a slow movement  a beginners plead for more  A sadistic chuckle  a head shook no  a head thrown back ass in the air  a explosion of taste  a new experience 

Day three October 1st

 Lost in difficult memories  I was told my mind was a chaos of thoughts that was spinning in different directions  That it couldn’t keep one solid thought I was told that would be my downfall. 5 years later time has slowly drifted by the “X” in math and the “Y”  finally had a solution that made sense to me Now time has different memories that everyone remembers differently  Time had been a friend to the lucky ones  And it had been its foe for the forgotten  I was told my mind told stories in order to create a perfect picture  But I forgot life isn’t a picture perfect movie  It’s full of unmade edits and failed mistakes  But it’s life and it’s full  And my mind might be chaos but I always plant a clear photograph of the imperfections of little moments -chaos

Day 2 Wednesday September 30th

 I’ve flown way to close to the sun  I am lost in the brilliance of the lights  What I called love was something different  It was the glistening moon reflected off the surface of the turmoil Of the land -What have we become

Day one September 24, 2020

 The seasons have changed without a passing  thought it changed from summer to winter  there was no pause for fall. ~changing seasons