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Oct 2017
look at my green eyes you said
those galvanic crystal gems
I tore your heart in half; it bled
but you see through yellow lens:

even as we fell apart
your eyes were lambent lights
you wrote me poems of charming art
you stayed with me through nights

green candles burning embers deep
my heart beats my tongue fliesΒ Β 
you gave me things I could not keep
and now your memory cries

green glass windows to your soul
extraordinary, beautiful
my eyes are dirt my mind is coal
my choices unexcuseable

listen to my aching heart
share raspberry sorbet in my bed
you can see now our film will never start,
for life and love have unhappy end

your green eyes saw me through yellow lens
you though that I was good
but plastic sheds, my veneer ends
you want to run. you should.

sometimes I wish my eyes were blue
sometimes I wish that I was dead
I am sorry for what I did to you
Oliver, my green-eyed friend.

you told me everything last night
how your chest is black and blue
I promise you one thousand times
I never meant to hurt you.
Iz
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Iz  22/F/Cambridge, MA
(22/F/Cambridge, MA)   
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