the limp
i walk with a limp
a true thing of beauty
that came about
when you took me to the ground
wrestling and struggling
when you tore me to pieces
that you might make me whole
thank you
for loving me
too much to allow me
to continue to live by a false name
to continue to be someone
other than the one
you created me to be
that you would care enough
to wound me
your beloved
that i might live truly
and become my truest self
makes this limp
a true thing of beauty
a living reminder
of your great affection
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