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Jun 2017
Who are you
O robber of my softened heart?
Be still and know
You've got me paralyzed with love
From head to toe.
Once so solid, if I sought to swim
My heart would sink my chest like a heavy stone.
I'm waiting to wake in a cage.
I'm waiting to awake.
The way I hear you breath with my head against your chest.
Our lungs in perfect symmetry.
Set me on fire so I'll know if I'm dreaming.
I want to stop breathing.
If I died I'd know this unfamiliar feeling,
To be true or another temporary peace,
An eye of the storm my life remains until complete.
Bring my closer to complete.

I'm waiting to feel the fingers that hold my heart
Tighten their grip as the rip every makeshift stitch.
And I'll bleed out knowing it was always your hands, the cleanest hands, the most patient, truest hands, pure down to the sweat glands.

Just wake me up, this can't be real.
It's never been real, it's never real.
Cut me now so I can start to heal.
Sow me up with regret and pain
So I can experience your grace
When I'm too numb to feel the rain.
XslyfoxX
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