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  Jan 2015 Dragoste Motionless
Amanda
Instagram
is telling me
that it was 87 weeks,
or 613 days ago,
that we last
held hands,
and you pretended
that you loved me.

The last time we
locked eyes
was 43 weeks ago
at our mutual friend's
art exhibit.
304 days ago
we saw each
other last,
and it may be a
lifetime
before that ever
happens
again.
The quiet night
didn't mean she was silent,
There was nobody to hear her cries.
  Jan 2015 Dragoste Motionless
Aspen
i think i'm forgetting
how to talk i'm losing
my words in all of the
tears and blood and its
getting a little harder to
stand up without falling
over i don't know if i can
be saved at this point but
it would be nice if someone
tried to pull me above water
there's something about her
you just cant figure out

she runs with her legs
slightly wobbling
she comes last in her whole year
yet she smiles like shes
won the olympics

she falls over
she runs into trees
and falls over while
scraping her knees
and despite the sting
she grins

she gets back her
maths test and came
last in the year
yet she is laughing
with stitches in her sides

her mother just
yelled at her for something
that happened at school
with some girls kicking her
when she hit back she was
the one who got detention
yet she sits in her room
giggling about a boy in her year
with her best friend on the phone

she laughs
she smirks
she grins
and chuckles
at life around her

did anyone notice
the red stains on her sleeves?
hope you guys are all good at home and school be happy and safe okay? :)
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