Poetry from Kassandra Aguilera

Symptoms of An Effortless Adoration

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All of our conversations, I remember almost exactly. 

Some say I am clearly confused for

gaining a rise from how hard I fall intended towards one, yet

I feel it’s wise to be a fool for you.

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A pure personality tainted by those parallel to I,

on different plains of style we find commonalities and share secrets, 

destined to be revealed to each other, building bonds through kind insults,

I must say, when you call me a loser, that is when I feel the most like a winner.

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Once in awhile, I’ll constantly call back to our quick chats,

considering all possibilities of the actions that I won’t take into account.

I drive my mind to pick my future, the only option being not to decide.

It is seriously comical at how hideous this ethereal appreciation is.

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My intellect creates rooms of demolition where my fantasies become reality.

Even so, I am burned by the realness that remains frozen 

oddly throughout my body, past the parts I can’t perceive.

I am hidden from my flaws, you are known for your perfection.

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When you flood my dry phone, I’ll smile and

while my body is pierced, bleeding a gentle praise,

I’ll repeat to myself the words I hope will end this admiration,

I despise how much I love you.

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