Poems from NSHagans

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Ask about me.
Last night I counted stars on the eyelids of thieves stealing away my reality into the night replacing it with hopefulness and joy then...
you folded elbows, knees, fingertips around the paper thin frame of mine pulled me close and whispered  these are the things we cannot...
I have spent too many cold nights clawing at my own skin to rid it of your essence; too many nights with my hand between my legs and tears...
If I could capture the light of the stars in the palm of my hand I would crush it to dust for the simple fact that they are already gone...
1. You collect my insecurities in bottles, shake them up in my face, turn them on their heads and then set them free. 2. Being around you...

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