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The bruises that adorn your skin
tell me why you don't let me in
that stare tells me what you've seen
from the perspective of a human being
although you avoided my gaze
and ignored my greeting too
the brokenness of me
reaches out for the brokenness in you.
She took my healthy non smoking heart!
returned it damaged, with the cancer of love!!
Gravity, old friend
How are you?
You were always there for me
All the time I was growing up
And kept getting too big for my boots
You kept my feet on the ground.
The way you keep the planets
And stars and galaxies in place!
And you brought her particles
Closer to mine
How great is that!
I just wanted to say thank you
Before I float off into space.
 Nov 2020 Påłpëbŕå
annh
𝙸𝚗𝚔 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚛𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚜,
𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚏-𝚜𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚍
𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜;
𝙰𝚗 𝚎𝚡𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝.



𝚂𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗 𝚛𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚝.
‘She was fury, she was wrath, she was vengeance.’
- Sarah J. Maas, Queen of Shadows
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