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AK Jan 2016
time is suspended.

i’m floating, yet
slowly pulled to the earth
by my invisible shackles.

i have no desire
to escape.

my newfound freedom contained
in this swelling,
****-filled bubble.
AK Jan 2016
Even on my strongest days,
I still miss you.
And on my weakest days,
I long to kiss you.

But,
who is to say,
what is weak and what is strong?
When being without you
feels so wrong.
AK Jan 2016
.
winter tucked us
into
a white blanket
of
peaceful sorrow
AK Jan 2016
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You
stained my heart a color
too rare

to ever complement
another's.
AK Jan 2016
Maybe soon
your name won't be
searchable
in my brain.

A forgotten word.

As if the two syllables
aloud
were unheard.

But,
let's say,
my eyes meet yours
on the platform,
one day.

It would be no easy feat,
to maintain a
calm, steady
heartbeat.
AK Jan 2016
You don’t have to leave the airport to see the world.

From Terminal 5, you can feel humanity’s heartbeat,

baring its collective soul.

Pining for its roots.

Yet, extending its wings.
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