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 Oct 29 Ruby Scar
Nick Moore
Wake up
In
The middle
Of
The
Night

Consciousness
Can
Focus
On
Things
Normally
Out of
Sight

Exaggerating
Tiny
Details,
To which it
Clings

What
A
Relief
The
Morning
Brings
Hunter's moon last night.
We wore suicide vests
into our love nests.
Friends come and go
some fast some slow.
Drunk on your wine
everything was fine.
I was just an ember in the wind,
Until your turned your heart into my hearth,
You coaxed the flames with kindling,
Turned one spark into a blaze,
And when the cold was creeping in
You kept the chill away,
I was just an ember in the wind,
Until you let me in.


I can’t date men now
You took
I am scared of them touching me
And took
Their anger terrifies me
And took
What if they don’t listen
And took
What if they don’t ask
And took
What if they haunt me
And took
As your hands do

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