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Untitled Poem No. 1 by LL

I met someone I’ve been looking for

A dream that I had already dreamed

His touch was warm, but then turned heavy

Lingering in places I cannot name 


I moved on, and the guilt lingers 

Is it wrong to let go so quickly? 

Maybe I should’ve felt more 

Am I a monster? 


Then she appeared 

Gentle, glowing, soft 

I felt something warm 

When I saw her smile 


Suddenly I’m caught between 

The persona I display 

And who my heart longs to be 


A path, which I thought was straight

Took so many twists and turns 

Taking me places I didn’t want to see

Taking me where I’m supposed to be 


It’s messy 

It’s loud 

It’s silent 

It’s me, maybe 


and maybe that’s okay.

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