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lyra

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for when your chest fills with mud and the shadow settles into every corner of your bones. momma, I fear this darkness inside me has your eyes. I feel it in my ribs and I press on it sometimes just to know it's there.

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Profile picture of user: lifeinslomo

Damn. Inherited grief. Everything about this poem works for me - from the title to the context. EVERYTHING

Profile picture of user: penaiku

This is good.

Profile picture of user: sidusferam

Damn, darkness with eyes... oh my that is so thought-provoking Absolutely beautiful writing 🥺❤️❤️