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Nov 2017
Church bells chimed
And my shoes were slightly too small
But I remember the great sensation of--
His breath smelled like Halloween candy
And I held up the diamond of expectation
Only to dismantle it
Into the palm of my hand
Like all the dreams I'd dream
Where my teeth would crumble
And you'd be there still.

I'd be there still.
I'd be there still not knowing which way to turn
Whether to set you free, aflame
Or to go on--walk out the door
We both so freely left ajar
Only to know that this is--
What keeps us vibrating through time
And space
And coffee
And bedroom slippers.

Because we both danced our own conjured up dance
Pushing and pulling together
And ultimately away.
But the tender moments we shared
They were truly matchless
And thats the thing
Thats the shining beacon within it all
Even if it didn't mean
We were immortalized
For forever and for the rest of our
Eternity.
OnwardFlame
Written by
OnwardFlame  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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