The attraction of the hair-pull
The blood-rush to the fresh-slapped face
The eye begins to water
The air is getting hotter
They all watch you from the edge
Each of them judging you
As a leaf is judged by wind
They will not toe the line of light though
They hide in the shadows
Whispering

Eyes bloom
Dripping petals on the warm grass
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making shapes with your shadows
Eyes catch
Light as a diamond
The the tremor in a raindrop
Drips down the window
Let the whole world know you are alive
I feel as if I am never really here
Never violent and on fire as I once was
action
action
action
I want to knock your teeth out
I need sleep
I need something
Else