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Jul 2016
It's 12:22am
An examination of the city lights hitting my windows
Cocktails that tasted like free Friday nights
We take pictures in the welcoming sun
I plot and plan how to make it happen

You grabbed my arm so gently as I left
And wished me luck on my set
So grounded and loyal
You said just now that you missed me already
Picking me apart in the crowd
Like I was breathed into this room
To be with you
And not in condemnation
But like that feeling
I always longed and cried for
As a lost little girl
Longing for her prince to come.

Calm.
Tender like the sea
You take such good care of me
Lay, please don't fear darling
I know my fangs seem stained with what could be and what I've seen
I hope you aren't like the rest
Or the past
I sit next to you and ponder questions
I'm hesitant to ask
As you kiss me like
A china doll
Never worth shattering.
OnwardFlame
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OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
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