your shape, can take me
and the shape of your mouth
how i've watched it break me
and i've let so many strings
inside my skin
and they pull me away
just how i pulled them in
but i feel juxtaposed
with heavy weights, but i'm free
i carry stones in my heart
and the air carries me.
i watch myself float
away from myself
with a translucent ghost coat
i breathe back to the shelf
but a throat can only carry
so many alphabets
but i'll keep on learning new ones
until i get over this
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