Dream catcher

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Sunburnt shoulders
Lying in the sun,
No makeup,
Just a miniskirt
And a textbook
On a beach towel
In the sand,
Searching for identity
Without limit
Of labels or sexuality.

Out of control,
Broken dreams
Cry on the inside
Of romantic notions,
Closing on my dark secret.

Angels sing
In my headphones,
Urging me to hold on
To my broken heart
And the baby,
But I can’t even think
About tomorrow.

Fingers touch my belly,
An odyssey of life within,
Breathing air into my lungs,
It is not a choice,
It is who I am,
Afraid.

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