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[tinpra]

It's weird seeing my f'list live on while I'm in internet limbo. Henh.

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3 days of writing

The place where I'm not
is right here
where I've always been

You wound me with your forgetfulness
I have to let it go
I may be hurt
but you don't know

No, I'm not really hurt
I just think I am
The wound more familiar
than the scar

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Thursday Feels Friday

There's a giddiness filling my soul
A restless wonder
and a dance inside my skin
I want to lift my hands
My hips want to move
I'm holding it all inside
with the constraints of propriety
and looking weird
being childish for no reason
when I seem like a child already

But I could dance!
I could sing!
If I could do cartwheels, I would cartwheel
What magic is this under my skin?
What tamed joy sits on my heart?
Can they see it on my face?
I think I'm holding it in better than I usually do
It's tamer than it usually is
But I think if I let it go
I could spark a fire that would burn