It’s weird to feel the magic leave my body

The magic, here being the estrogen

And it’s effects making me so heavenly silken

I used to be like an emotion to touch

Now I am certainty, bold and too-much

I fuck too fast and I grab too hard

I’m becoming what I wish I was

But leaving what I love

It’s strange, but I can’t complain

I am done being what I want

It’s time to grow into my disgust

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