you are the kind of woman who leaves me body barren
the kind who will not stay
even when i beg
i find myself scraping through the parts of your breath that are left behind
wonder
how much of you was ever really here
i want to whisper things
but you will not hear me
i try to pull you closer
you cannot feel me
will not stay
will not stay
cannot stay
but why?
"how much of you was ever really here"
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