I reach for your hand as gravity graces your figure
I wish to fall encased in your skin
Consumed by your warmth
But I need to be your savior
I need a reason to be wanted
Tell me I make you feel safe
Tell me I’m not a monster
-I will always be confined to my labels
(5/29/24)
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Helen Alarcon
16 years old
I write occasionally
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