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Jul 2015
listening to the soft padding of your fingertips on your phone
falls asleep

the city bumps outside
the white of your room stays still
falls asleep

head in your lap
dont worry about a thing
falls asleep

sweet but trivial silence
just waste away
falls asleep

petals flew
falls asleep

your breathing stops
and doesn't start again
i hold my breath

and go back to sleep
pretending all is well

the last night of sleep i get for a long time
haha love how my mom thinks im literally devoid of all feelings :)
hunny
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