She imagines drowning
In words
In love
She imagines a train wreck
A mess of shrapnel
A mess that keeps piling
She imagines a notebook
With words that lift her away
With words that help her escape
I was best friends
with the moon.
He told me stories
about the stars.
He told me how they saved him.
from the all loneliness.
He says only he can hear them.
He says that its his gift.
He says that they tell him
of who they u...
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Your eyes change color as your god intended.
Your smile glows as if angels reflected their light off.
Your home stenches of bibles,
And my burned skin.
Your bedroom holds fires of wanted demons.
The magic cards express ...
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