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I went beyond existence
I met the dead when I saw you
I begged you to leave
Yet you found me among the millions
And you heart beat as if you were alive
You give me back all the tears I shed
And passion burns under words unsaid
Lying on the blue light, I hear your tread
Can't you see me anymore
When your ache comes back to hit me
I would die on the edges of your lips
Put me in between and light me up
How would I taste with all the smoke
I crouch down inside you, and inside you die
You dry me up till the last drop
Don't hesitate when you seek a kill
Shrivel my moves, show me your every skill
Then we meet again at every end, every hill
You walk again, leaving the dream on my pillow
And I spill every tear on our yesterday
When trees get blue, and the night gets yellow
I will meet you again on the rosy way
And here I'm, dying, proving my life wrong
How to end up in your arms, where I belong
Tomorrow is yet to come, deadly when time is grave
I ask for forgiveness, If my love I can't save
With every memory, my soul and the wind moan
Once you were mine, once you called me your own
I met the dead when I saw you
I begged you to leave
Yet you found me among the millions
And you heart beat as if you were alive
You give me back all the tears I shed
And passion burns under words unsaid
Lying on the blue light, I hear your tread
Can't you see me anymore
When your ache comes back to hit me
I would die on the edges of your lips
Put me in between and light me up
How would I taste with all the smoke
I crouch down inside you, and inside you die
You dry me up till the last drop
Don't hesitate when you seek a kill
Shrivel my moves, show me your every skill
Then we meet again at every end, every hill
You walk again, leaving the dream on my pillow
And I spill every tear on our yesterday
When trees get blue, and the night gets yellow
I will meet you again on the rosy way
And here I'm, dying, proving my life wrong
How to end up in your arms, where I belong
Tomorrow is yet to come, deadly when time is grave
I ask for forgiveness, If my love I can't save
With every memory, my soul and the wind moan
Once you were mine, once you called me your own
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Just me
Sparkling lights. Twinkling eyes. Her golden hair wrapped around her neck like a warm scarf. A gentle breeze would've been enough to knock me over in this moment. My throat was clogged with unspoken words and wishes. The night had only just begun and yet it felt like an eternity.
"Come with me" she whispered. A siren couldn't have been more convincing.
We walked through the dusk soaked town. Past the maroon painted bridge, past the cars with their blinding lights. My body was above water but I felt drowned. Muffled sounds of logic echoed and blurred visions of rationality desperately appeared before me. I couldn't understand them. Her cool
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Within blue eyes
anemone and starfish
abound, and seaweed eyelashes
move leisurely with the tides.
At sunset they sparkle,
lined with golden sand
and swirling without a sure direction,
becoming cloudy as a storm brews.
Beware, anger flashes across the surface,
where riptides catch the unwary
ships and sailors, wrecked
and broken amongst its depths.
Only the brave venture in,
attracted by the untameable,
roaring waves and sharp wind.
Eyes stinging, they enter the battle.
Slowly they themselves become blue,
the cold clinging to their skin,
sucking out all their warmth.
Then white as stone,
lips cracked and filled with salt
that leaves a bitter
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paint-thinner fingers
remember when I was the size of a pea?
you were a sunbeam dancing on my mother’s teeth.
waiting for me to kick but feeling
my heartbeat instead. I made mother swell
with joy. never pride. you, I don’t remember
ever holding with the right number of fingers.
always slipping— in & out of a ribcage
alienating the heart. we were never close
but you let me fly with broken wings
& wondered why I never quite came home.
I think home disappeared when it stops
being a single line away. I grew like redwood
broken & bruised, but sweeter for it. away
from the nest I was diligently thrown
far from. you are not home, father.
I outgrew y
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