you picked the genre

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my love, you came to me
under the influence
and blinking stars
characters plotted
like the maps we charted
pen to the pages
inkwell full of me
weaving words
like a tailor with thread
I am just what you need
you, the protagonist
having some
existential awakening
and I’m so lucky
you see you in me
fuck
you even said
we were mirrors
and now I’m afraid to ask
did you ever really love me?
or did you just fall in love
with your own reflection
I have so many fucking
questions
but let’s enter in
your water girl incarnate
love like the rain
quenching your thirst
for momentum
I kept you alive
because you were my earth
my moon
go ahead
call me your bright star
a ferocious Jupiter
turned siren and deadly song
whisper me the part where
you did everything you could
to get to me
how I lost you in
the brutal currents’ whim
leaving you in a daze
all up a creek without a paddle
blame me
for the suspension
these hooks in the flesh
pens that are bled dry
pages that have stopped turning
and you want to know why
well you’re a fucking writer
starving artist
slam poet
you always knew
those stars were seagulls
this whole time
I knew
you wove this book
lies in the spine

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The Green Fairy🧚🏼‍♂️

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