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Jul 2017
Shallow,

                

                      Hollow breaths


           Blued and grayed skin



    Stretches over expanding rib cage



        Padded microscopic indented tips

        

                 Move over spherical bone

  

          Over and over again


               Maybe now she's enough


      Years of being alone,


               Nothing made sense


    Chapped and cracked lips


Break into a smile



              Liquid moisturizes scarce places,


             No longer dry


        He'd prefer her like this,


Something to be proud of




                          She takes a breath,




    Another one,




                   Haggard and labored



      She is frozen
Do they make you proud?
Dive so far in and bring yours out?
Do they light yours up?
Have they added onto the things you should be proud of?
Obviously.
bluevelvet
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bluevelvet  24/the same as you
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