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aji-fatou-sakho
Let there be music in every darkness.
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#1. Don't get angry when you dream about him smiling in slow motion. Do not awaken and sob, because you love his smile more than anything and it will not do for you to bawl when he was just trying to make you happy. #2. Forgive him when he slips into your bed at night and holds your hand while you're trying to sleep. Don't resent him for leaving his smell all over your sheets, all over your room. You love the way he smells, and it gets cold in the grave. He just misses your warmth. #3. Breath him in like smoke and let him rest in your lungs. Let him feel the way they expand and contract, because his never will again and he wants to feel it again. #4. Everytime you close your eyes and see his, smile. Because he's looking at you, watching you. He had beautiful eyes and they were only for you and death, and now he has death but he only needs you. #5. Do not commit suicide to follow him to the grave. He loves you and he would like to be with you, but he doesn't really want you to die like that, even if he says he does sometimes. He's just thinking out loud. People aren't good at seeing consequences once they have died. #6. Do not regret not eating a piece of his flesh. It would have made you hate yourself. People would have called you sick. It's okay to have thought about it, they don't understand your grief, the need you have to own a piece of him. But he taps your special knock on the window nightly using the wind. You do not need to consume him to keep him. #7. Do not resent him for dying. Even if he killed himself. Even if you loved him and he knew it and he did it anyways. Look at the sky and know he's in your rib cage, feeling your breathing and the listening to the beat of your heart. Do not resent him. He doesn't resent you for living.
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aji-fatou-sakho
Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 2:22 AM UTC
Taylor-McAvinew
Tips for loving a dead boy.
#1. Don't get angry when you dream about him smiling in slow motion. Do not awaken and sob, because you love his smile more than anything and it will not do for you to bawl when he was just trying to make you happy. #2. Forgive him when he slips into your bed at night and holds your hand while you're trying to sleep. Don't resent him for leaving his smell all over your sheets, all over your room. You love the way he smells, and it gets cold in the grave. He just misses your warmth. #3. Breath him in like smoke and let him rest in your lungs. Let him feel the way they expand and contract, because his never will again and he wants to feel it again. #4. Everytime you close your eyes and see his, smile. Because he's looking at you, watching you. He had beautiful eyes and they were only for you and death, and now he has death but he only needs you. #5. Do not commit suicide to follow him to the grave. He loves you and he would like to be with you, but he doesn't really want you to die like that, even if he says he does sometimes. He's just thinking out loud. People aren't good at seeing consequences once they have died. #6. Do not regret not eating a piece of his flesh. It would have made you hate yourself. People would have called you sick. It's okay to have thought about it, they don't understand your grief, the need you have to own a piece of him. But he taps your special knock on the window nightly using the wind. You do not need to consume him to keep him. #7. Do not resent him for dying. Even if he killed himself. Even if you loved him and he knew it and he did it anyways. Look at the sky and know he's in your rib cage, feeling your breathing and the listening to the beat of your heart. Do not resent him. He doesn't resent you for living.
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Do not tell me I am wrong, When you're wrong made my wrong, wrong. See your wrong was so vast it resulted to my wrong boiling anger that led to my wrong We both might've been in the right state of mind and wrong would've never passed by But the elements of the inevitable were already set waiting for the certain time to commence and play out our wrongs. Oh but don't you worry brother, in a minute, the movie of our wrongs would slowly replay and we'll definately right our short movie of wrongs.
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Jan 26, 2015
Jan 26, 2015 at 2:06 AM UTC
aji-fatou-sakho
Our Era of Wrongs
Do not tell me I am wrong, When you're wrong made my wrong, wrong. See your wrong was so vast it resulted to my wrong boiling anger that led to my wrong We both might've been in the right state of mind and wrong would've never passed by But the elements of the inevitable were already set waiting for the certain time to commence and play out our wrongs. Oh but don't you worry brother, in a minute, the movie of our wrongs would slowly replay and we'll definately right our short movie of wrongs.
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