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A lie in heaven girl.
A moonlight girl.
An inkstress.
Her stresses in vais.
A lie in the body of hers.
We lied to her sight and followed folly.
She will be us.
God fell in love.
A loft light took stay.
A night till we know deep.
She was a lie in the zhor.
She was.
She is.
She is her planned deity.
Her planning diet stream.
Her night-working leave.
The deity God.
He heaves.
He lenses.
He wars.
He mights.
A greatest of all.
A great.
Bonnie on Clyde.
We on her.
She is.
Her.
Sunidhi
A love in the lie.
A too teeth. What a lie.
What a back. What a girl. Who is her day. What a day. What a God. What a lie. What a move. What a stunner.
What is the sly, eyre of the eye. She was a night.
A God. A blessing. A lie. A lone. A light. A leap.
A love. A light. A lead. A love. A God. A life. A life.
A slight. A war. A light of war. A God.
A warsome. A God. A light. A leap. A loaf. A light.
A girl.
She.
Sunidhi
A lie in her.
A loop sound in her.
A light to the mouth of her.
A move to the moon of her.
Her free states are a pun to the beginning.
A lover in her night.
A God of her love.
A love of her love.
Of what?
Her.
Sunidhi
What is and education? A lie and a great girl. A love we know of books to our occur when we study, is not? A thing we like to hold dear to our estate and lies is that God bestows. Her skip of eyes. A lie. We know of her thing and was the amount of God in her. Her subscript was the notion God knew. A lie. We all know of God. A thing we know to lie of heap. A heap lie. A her. God. A becoming. A lie. A sister. A property sale. A deny. A become. An eyre. A pure. A tell. A sister. A God. A lie. Her. Her on thoughts. Education begins. And saddles. When you find someone interesting, what do you do? Contemplate. Her modern love is that we need a kick start of sickles that which denies a being. Her. She is. A heaven. A light. Her. Education. Done story. Her.
Sunidhi
“I’ve lost my words from the past decade and now I’m learning to make new ones… will you be my new language?”
-S.lilobell (It takes strength to rebuild a love vocabulary.)
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my poem:
Show me where the boys have hit you
Where the knives cut through
I’ll kiss your wounds clean
With my magic spell of love
Care and caress
Who am I if not healing you?
My baby I didn’t birth
I can’t promise you my legacy
I can only gift you what’s free
My unclean and worn out soul
Body in shock
You lost a part of you
Gave your power to the men in camo suits
Your energy can’t be groomed
Can’t be tamed
I’m not here to change you
You won’t let me and I’m just the same
My favorite name is you
My body aches not with hurt
Only regret
I’m passionate in every way
Dramatic might as well be my middle name
I don’t wanna have fun
I wanna be loved
Explode in rainbows
Sugar in my veins
I’ll share my babies with you
I like you
And I don’t like anyone
Dr-g Daddy, Motherless Mommy, Bum Baby
I choose my family and I’m always adopting
Love, I’ll mother you like neither of us were
The choice is yours to commit
It’s really up to you
Up to you