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Her cut lip was leaving a trail
Through the early woods
The cracking leaves left stained autumn
And birds' nests emptied of their predators
Snakes keep homes in the canopy
But some of us are afraid to climb
Through the early woods
The cracking leaves left stained autumn
And birds' nests emptied of their predators
Snakes keep homes in the canopy
But some of us are afraid to climb
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i only asked for the end of the world
"i found shadows in the sun again,"
i looked at her
with a gleam of sarcasm in my eyes,
as she looked down with wind in her hair.
the night looked lovely on her.
the purple of post-nebula progression
it made her eyes look electric blue
though they were a soft green.
"i said, i found shadows on the sun again."
she'd never look up unless
she couldn't breathe and needed
to pull a sigh out of her butterfly winged lungs.
and that bothered me;
- she'd refuse to breathe
only because the air seemed
un-enough.
she'd give up so easily sometimes.
i run out of pretty things to say
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i could be nothing
some days you look at me as if i am
worth remembering,
glances studying my face like a road map.
but mostly, i find your eyes stuck in the static
of the pavement, or lost
in the clouds
gathering before lightning.
and we never promise anything, just share the air like strangers
when we don't know what to say.
(it always ends with a silence more desolate
than broken trust.)
you said this is the calm before the storm
but what if
it never slows down
enough for me to notice
that there are days when we can exist
without doubting every second. you have a tendency to whisper
too quietly, leaving room for me to imagi
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Soaked
a rainbow
spectrum of
soft bruises
nestles in
the space
between her
fingertips
and heartbeat.
a silent reminder of
all the nights
she spent in
the solitude
of your
company.
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the ending is perfect.