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 Jul 2013 M Elizabeth Penn
Chris
I know you’re still a mess,
and sometimes you wish I’d speak less.
I’m sorry I’m not silent,
my best words are birthed in weakness.
 Jul 2013 M Elizabeth Penn
Chris
you don’t watch the moon and stars
half as much as I think you should—
please don’t worry about the clouds
a little rain will do you good—

//
 Jul 2013 M Elizabeth Penn
Chris
If I told you I was scared,
then would you still come with me?
I’ll keep you close as my own skin,
as we sink into the sea.
 Jul 2013 M Elizabeth Penn
Chris
I’m sorry
if I
look 
empty,
I only
know 
how to
give 
everything
I have.
 Jul 2013 M Elizabeth Penn
Chris
remember all
the winter
nights
we spent
alone?
my hands
would
not stop
shaking,
and it 
wasn’t from
the 
cold.

— The End —