silently screaming
i want you to love me like i love you
in that soft, cushioned, unrequited sense
but it wouldn't be the same for you
i love you like the astronaut loves the stars
i love you like the trees love the earth
i love you like the romans loved the gods
violently, desperately, tragically
i was never the prettiest girl in the room
but i was always the most insane
teetering on the edge of becoming everyone's favorite ghost
and a monster filled with feminine rage
i screamed for you
and no one heard a sound.
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