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325 · Sep 2014
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Ben Rogers Sep 2014
She said she’s falling apart,
I told her that it’s all in her head,
She said it’s all in her heart,
I watched her nights turn to days
As her light began to fade
And her skin turned white to grey,
She no longer beat blue inside,
She lost the smile that she used to hide,
And any passion for anything she’d do in life,
I watched her fingerprints dissolve in a day
As she froze and then trickled away,
I spoke; she wouldn’t listen or stay,
She just drags her heart
Through stones and broken glass
Without hope
Without a soul
Without a gasp.

— The End —