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Over the past few miles of my life I’ve been dropping friends Like breadcrumbs In case I ever had to Find my way back To when I was still happy. There are no goodbyes Only transitions To our more distant positions Multiplying sunrises by sunsets. We became straight edged puzzle pieces That slid apart no matter How close we tried to be. In the quietest rooms We could be holding hands But maybe it’s better To just keep to ourselves. And without you here No one can remind me This is a heartbeat Not a time bomb And these reds and blues inside me Surely can’t be wires Needing to be cut. This is breathing This is the tempo to the requiem Because goodbyes don’t say ‘follow me’ And this is a heartbeat This is a time bomb I need to know If you go and I explode Who will wipe me from the walls?
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Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 5:10 PM UTC
Past Tense
Over the past few miles of my life I’ve been dropping friends Like breadcrumbs In case I ever had to Find my way back To when I was still happy. There are no goodbyes Only transitions To our more distant positions Multiplying sunrises by sunsets. We became straight edged puzzle pieces That slid apart no matter How close we tried to be. In the quietest rooms We could be holding hands But maybe it’s better To just keep to ourselves. And without you here No one can remind me This is a heartbeat Not a time bomb And these reds and blues inside me Surely can’t be wires Needing to be cut. This is breathing This is the tempo to the requiem Because goodbyes don’t say ‘follow me’ And this is a heartbeat This is a time bomb I need to know If you go and I explode Who will wipe me from the walls?
#sadness#anxiety#goodbye#breakup#panic
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Kokadrille
Feb 6, 2015
Feb 6, 2015 at 5:10 PM UTC
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