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I wish I was mine
All this flesh and the blood that runs through
I wish I belonged to me

The curves and how the skin warms your bone
Cherry lips and ugly glasses
Zaggy teeths and that crooked nose
The present is but the presence of you
I choose to not unfold when it comes to you...

 Poems Of An Introvert  //Poetry//Onde histórias criam vida. Descubra agora