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My only.

To my dearest.

I can gaze through the windows of patched dust
I can pour out jugs of tears
I can watch the sky as its dawn rusts
I can crumble into balls of fear.
 
You can darken all your edges.
Sharpen all your faces.
Camouflage in the midst of darkness
fooling yourself as can a pack of cards
 
It gets empty, and I get lost
In the waves your eyes have embedded me upon
The vibration of your soft feet
still trembles in my mind
 
Your whispers kill me softly
my heart has fallen to my feet
like every step i take, you heal.
and my nerves have tangled into knots of your feel
 
crumpled me between thy palms
and wrapped me like bubble gum
spat me out into tornadoes of your love
Gave me delusions of your trust
now my soul has never been this rough.

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