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Oct 2015
I speak flowers
Light a flame for the broken
Tuck my shirt in
And say a prayer for the unspoken

I race demons
Smoke them out for a moment
Strike the chords
With a bow, let your soul crack open

I lose your hands
Hold tight to what's left in the bottom of the glass
Fill my heart with colors, I laugh
And it's that dream again, we fall into the grass

I am full
Float through the ocean, let your breath crash like a wave
Smile lightly for the loved ones that cherish
And know everything you were, was exactly what you made
Jen Grimes
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Jen Grimes  Burlington, Vermont
(Burlington, Vermont)   
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