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 Apr 2017 Daniella Luevano
Cam
here it comes
here it comes
creeping up on me
creeping stealthily
unseen
unheard
unspoken
to break the world
and leave me broken
birds fall from the sky
their feathers frozen
useless wings grounded
i want to cry
but my eyes are dry
and my chest hollow
but for a gnarly stone
heavy
and
cold
it wont bleed
not for you
nor me

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