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Hannah Jean Oct 2013
It seems
That your call
is the only thing
That would dismantle
The anxious bomb
In my chest
That is my heart
And would keep it from exploding
From your silence
Hannah Jean Oct 2013
We lose our skin every twenty seven days
And it's been over 108 since I shedded your touch
Hannah Jean Oct 2013
We should have went on that walk
In those shoes you were sure I wouldn't be comfortable walking in
So I could hear your voice cutting the stars and the white air
;stringing thoughts like constellations
So I could take you in like ocean waves
So I could feel your heart beat within my hands
So I could see your stars for eyes behind blinding lenses and in them the reflection of street lights...

But we wrapped up in each others skin instead and forgot the true meaning of letting new love in

— The End —