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My hands envelope my lips Quivering,breath laced in disbelief Gravel, under my feet Quicksand under his feet. Rain, rain in the sky There's a thud He falls and I stare. People,they help him up I fall and he stares. I died a stranger's life, He gets up,unbridled Rooted to my tears My hands envelope my eyes Because people don't die. Silence for my epiphany You might have to leave me Before I leave you. Glittering meadows and living brooks To a broken pavement in a haunted nook He must have run a long way here Every night, I stare and I stare. He looks warily young, Too young to have sprinted All the way to a dead end. In the pragmatic corner of my mind, We fall and we stare.
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 1:10 AM UTC
Fall
My hands envelope my lips Quivering,breath laced in disbelief Gravel, under my feet Quicksand under his feet. Rain, rain in the sky There's a thud He falls and I stare. People,they help him up I fall and he stares. I died a stranger's life, He gets up,unbridled Rooted to my tears My hands envelope my eyes Because people don't die. Silence for my epiphany You might have to leave me Before I leave you. Glittering meadows and living brooks To a broken pavement in a haunted nook He must have run a long way here Every night, I stare and I stare. He looks warily young, Too young to have sprinted All the way to a dead end. In the pragmatic corner of my mind, We fall and we stare.
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Jun 23, 2019
Jun 23, 2019 at 1:10 AM UTC
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