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Grown

I am no innocent creature

And never was intended to be

Yet now, as I grow older the guilt that used to 

Rot inside of me now flutters beautifully 

As a homage to my humanness that

I could have promised you I had lost

I don’t deserve the care I receive

I don’t deserve how you still can see me

See something of me that I do not 

Something I had thought long rotted

You have let me defrost 

Who am I? I am no owner 

No giver, no taker, I love. yes

Yet I am no lover

I think I am just my own self

But that is not enough for mine nor is your love

So what I ask of you is too much

So, though you cannot, please say no

Every time your mind circles my name 

I want you to see that my heart beat faster than my words can run 

I want you to witness my soul which, though worn, still remains

I like to imagine it has grown

 
 
 

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