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I. Light Blue
I think I held on/
too tight/
My bones broke/
beneath my skin/
It never used to be hard/
Soaked in sunlight, smell of citrus/
The pictures in my head my only company/
There’s a hole in my heart/
And I don’t know how this one will heal. /
Recommended2 Simily SnapsPublished in Coming of Age, LGBTQ+, Non-Fiction, Poetry
Beautiful 💙👏
Thank you so much Chelsea 🖤🖤
Evocative and powerful!