Kantrina E. A. Phillips

Empty
Void
But often full of life
There is a space
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I am
mother
lover
sister
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Like a fiend seeking a fix
I need a hit
Need a hint
Just a bit
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Love
I think I seek
But really hope to never find
Hopelessly romantic
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What is beauty?
Is it black, is it white, or blue?
Is it found in your eyes
Or in a smile
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Tend to me
I am but soil
I must be nourished
Kept
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You remind me of myself
The me I was before life was tedious
You make me laugh
Such laughter is soothing to my playful heart
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If you love me
Say so
Do not leave me wandering
Do not allow time and space the opprotunity
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I enter
Droplets of water begin to kiss my face
My skin glistens
My pores open
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The trouble I've seen is to vast for layman eyes
this trouble is beyond the imagination
Such trouble is accustomed to cry's
Trouble such as this rarely has limitation
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