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Where this narcissism ends is what is important ( I am)
I am that unforeseen kiss
You gladly received
From the guy you liked in sixth grade
And somehow I am your married maid
Who taught you self defense against invisible monsters
She deemed strangers
Even before you knew the true magnitude of it
I am your graduation pictures
That everyone thought were perfect
As long as they ignored your stomach
And somehow I am your prom dress
You had to get two sizes bigger
Than what you expected
I am even the daughter you had in college
Who kept you going everyday
And God knows I am your second husband's smile
That kept you inhaling for a while
i am your lover's peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
He used to make you Friday mornings
And i am even the morning
His heartbeat slowed to nothing
And I am the tears of brine
You left at the doorstep in a perfect line
I think you understand
That I am the preacher who said your daughter
Would not be addicted forever
And I am his confidence in Christ
And your daughter's faith in eternal life
I am your smile when your daughter says
I am no longer addicted
And I am even the fact that
She ignores you on your death bed
Much too excited about her upcoming marriage
I am somehow everything
And nothing at all
Because somehow I am all the things I have mentioned
And really just the boy you met
Your junior year
Who finally said it was true
That I really did love you
You gladly received
From the guy you liked in sixth grade
And somehow I am your married maid
Who taught you self defense against invisible monsters
She deemed strangers
Even before you knew the true magnitude of it
I am your graduation pictures
That everyone thought were perfect
As long as they ignored your stomach
And somehow I am your prom dress
You had to get two sizes bigger
Than what you expected
I am even the daughter you had in college
Who kept you going everyday
And God knows I am your second husband's smile
That kept you inhaling for a while
i am your lover's peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
He used to make you Friday mornings
And i am even the morning
His heartbeat slowed to nothing
And I am the tears of brine
You left at the doorstep in a perfect line
I think you understand
That I am the preacher who said your daughter
Would not be addicted forever
And I am his confidence in Christ
And your daughter's faith in eternal life
I am your smile when your daughter says
I am no longer addicted
And I am even the fact that
She ignores you on your death bed
Much too excited about her upcoming marriage
I am somehow everything
And nothing at all
Because somehow I am all the things I have mentioned
And really just the boy you met
Your junior year
Who finally said it was true
That I really did love you
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