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Oct 2016
The bomb drops
And it's quiet in here.
The silence has a heartbeat.
I can feel your breath
From where you stand
Too far to touch.
And I choke out your name.
The syllables tumble through the air
And reach you
Somehow.
You walk barefoot across the broken glass,
Hinges blown off doors
And crawl into me.
The bomb dropped,
And you've come to remind me
I'm still alive.
Constance Alexandra
Written by
Constance Alexandra  26/F/Halifax
(26/F/Halifax)   
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   --- and Rapunzoll
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