Like a Human Would

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dearest,

I’m not a saint,

but do I have to be?

.

I’ve heard whispers of your prayers

for me to find mercy and forgiveness

for me to live without this bitterness

.

forgive me,

for I cannot feel the silver linings

of the open palm that fell on a little girl’s cheek,

of the lies that blurred reality and dreams

.

If I should, then I’d pray,

for this flickering flame in my bones to never rot,

for sanity to engrave deeper in my veins

.

If I should, then I’d pray,

for buttery mornings of sincerity,

for brewing kindness at the darkest nights

.

you may not find purity inside of me,

but if I should, then I’d pray I’ll find peace

in between the heartbeats of this earth—

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.

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worry not, my dear

for I will live

like a human would.