Beeme
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Promises
We lie at the end of our tether- side by side, motorways; giving way to passing bodies. That was the way to live, never hold on. Faith is lost in the arms of love-
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Conversations
Drunk people forgetting etiquette, we fall into the laps of the people we have always been afraid, to tell we loved. Then we search for a way out, lay our heads on their shoulders-
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Complexion
I wrote this poem when you wern't looking, so I could imagine it would mean more. I think of someone who loves me scaling my house for my breath on the windows.
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Invention
If we talk it is always in double meaning. Words flung into the air simply to fill the gaps. Hung up like disregarded clothing, my stilouette blisters stain me with reailty.
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Enough
This room can't unfit its dimensions, my skin longs to be something more. The spectacle of life, falls apart beef prized from the bone by your fork. Was it a relief to end that life?
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