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Banished Love


He is the boy—

I said with joy,

although

I can be mistaken.

He fills the space,

I cannot erase,

and leaves me fascinated. 

 

This cannot be—

he says to me,

our love is suffocating.

 

Where there is a struggle

there is also a desire,

that leaves

me gravitating. 

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