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Sep 2011
My day has gone to **** real quick.
You know just ******* the mood.
Thank you lover, for being so sincere,
my fragile heart is a prism of tears.

Your ice words and fire anger
collide in my chest and crack together,
my bones shake and brittle,
shredded roses in my veins.

Our hourglass is just about done.
Our lovers' embrace in the top,
has finally dribbled through the pinch.
Only sand is left to mark what once was.
Written by
Laura Drost
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