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  • vanessabland
  • 6 days ago
  • 1 min read

read me like a fine print

like my body hid a clause

you hadn't noticed before


look through me unfeelingly

past pleading eyes and hands bloodied

from holding you even as you beg to go


but unravel my womanhood

before you leave

reduce me to my womb

a name never to be passed down


measure my worth 

in futures i cant carry

render me nothing but an empty 

ree

vessel for your dreams


love me, like a seed loves the soil—

only if it promises to bloom.


love me, until my body can't 

bear your future.


i see what i am to you now. 



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