julie-sloneckiWhisper

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ReconcileWhen you left my head / to reckon on its own, / it parted from this world to be alone.
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BlacksmithMy chest was forged for your head to rest on / Made by a blacksmith with the best intentions / Your head seems light, made so by affection
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BargainingBargaining with yourself / lungs beating back and forth / like wary eyes
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Summer's Cut GrassHow strong I can recall / Summer’s cut grass / Damp from the thick
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KnowMake every word count / I waste space with every bad sentence I write / every nonsensical, unfruitful thought
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Where Down Meets UpHow do streams decide / where to go? / I guess they just
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Plane ThoughtLooking down on clouds above / The atmosphere, / I let my eyes close and
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BasilicaI've seen so much extravagance thus far, / The extraordinary paintings and frescoes / start to blur.
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CloserI want to melt into your chest / to be closer to your heart, / sit right beside the beating chamber where your blood runs hot,
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Insides InIf skin were just another dream / we'd spend our lives holding insides in - / lungs and veins and vital things,
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