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Dwight Benedict Feb 2016
she puts love
to her calligraphy
embroidered in letters
remained after the
blitzkrieg of fate.

she's drunk me
with all of
her brewed heart.
Dwight Benedict Feb 2016
Trust was candles
Melting off
By labyrinth of doubts
And flare of jealousy;
I'd rather be blind
Than lose light.
Dwight Benedict Feb 2016
A leaf fell,
Trees grew burnt,
Had lost our names inside a heart.
Time gone apart from the clockturns;
We forgot where we sat.
A leaf fell, ever gone away.
Your heart longed cold,
Had swum the abysmal depth of forgetting.

— The End —