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honey Aug 2014
Never look into their eyes,
but stare at the space between them-
For they'll never know the difference.
****** their mind with your finger tips.
Touch their hand, chain their soul.
Clean out their closest,
but leave the skeletons on the floor.
Show them the darkness
Buried deep within their chest.
Expose the broken pieces
and place them in their hands.

Then Leave-
your scent on their sheets,
brand your words into their skin,
never touch them again.




alanna
honey Aug 2014
I know there are galaxies growing deep inside your chest
and you know how desperately I want to see them.
Your thoughts are stars I cannot fathom Into constellations.
I'm drowning in the milky way
your atmosphere is suffocating me.
You laugh
as I bury my head in your chest
because you know I will never come close
to touching you.





alanna

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