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ObSeSsEd

  • Poet
  • Dec 29, 2025
  • 1 min read

I heard you repented

cursing my name more than God's

missing him like how the sun used to feel as a kid that still had dreams

lurking

breath in

picture my face

breathe out

hot air on the glass

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