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Oct 2014 · 467
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colliding our souls
while the wind blows our hushed voices
along the ocean breeze,
look to see your glimpse passed me,
the gentle touch of your hand pushes my head to see
what your heart desires,
her vicious long brown hair wreathes with the salty air
she is what he craves
my flushed pale cheeks are noticeable to his light green eyes
he holds me with his lies
"baby, its going to be alright"
Oct 2014 · 505
abrupt
embracing your diverse vibe
I hold in my arctic breath as we wander outside
grasping the cigarette between my shivering fingers
I feel the warmth of the smoke linger
I howl it upwards
notice your fist in a clench
slugging my eyes to meet yours
I see your fragileness shining through

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