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Tobi Newson

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On Weakness

this house never felt empty
until you came
and left
taking the parts of me
with you
that insisted i was better
a home fiercely protected
you found a door
i didn’t know existed
in walls that reach the clouds
and took my heart with you
all i could do
was blow a kiss in your wake
and keep myself occupied
until your return.

This entry was posted in Poetry.
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