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Aug 2015
maybe this is the end this time
there was a tenderness in you like sunflowers
hiding from the night; too shy to ask me
if maybe i wanted your heart forever
is there a coldness inside because i
didn't hold you close enough when i cried
? you've frozen over but i'm only
the rain, not the ice; summer is warmth
i never learnt to carry inside but for

i would have coaxed the sun into these fingers
of mine trembling as they were with light
burning too bright for shadows
like me to hold; but if i was
your lantern tonight
do you think maybe we could
find ourselves in the quiet of
the flowers and the twilight and our
burning little hearts
all over again?
with nothing to hold
Written by
Sarah  Karakura Town, Japan
(Karakura Town, Japan)   
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