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Read more: already hersthere it was againa washed-up droughtfrom the panic of a heartless core—not a heartless man,but the foundation within him,brittle to the bore. without two bare hands to holdthe woman who poured into,but also scolded himfor the absence of an openingto hear her softly,to brush her hair behind her ears,and whisper—“i am here.” there it was…
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Read more: approx. 5:44 a.m.all of those bags, are they a way to hold onto my past? his patience, it’s made me realize certain faults. i’m more aware of today than ever. i feel seen. his tenderness is how. his eyes: a flame crashing between a wave. the connection glows, lights me up inside. where did i meet him?…
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Read more: snake dustrunning miles in my mindwhile gin provides a good timeit never was black and whitefor that, you were right tethered to the circumstanceof standing alone—so I deny the phonea ring to your thronereaching for your bonesdead bodies wash ashorememories of us ‘once before’ photo eclipse—and the moon shun brightfull moon delightthe last time you were…
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Read more: fragmentsswollen heart. ripple tears.burning bridges. flooding scenes. secret weapons. behind the scenes.felt you here. feel you gone. dare to fly. send a wire.pick up the phone. burry your ego. shaking bones. timid and cold.wrestled hair. stare is stale. fragments in frames. silly war game.pretend you care. forget i’m real. walk of shame. how’s heaven, any…