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a different kind of clone // we lost in love

We are the two halves the universe has given Multiple intertwining pieces to make up one shell To house this pearl that we hold between each breath A shimmering, gleaming beauty, heart between those two cages Of ribs and lungs, lungs full of my breath and your breath Breathe in, breathe out, through my lips and out of yours Intoxicatingly acidic, this drunken mist seeping under our skin Silvery and silent, twisting and turning along those veins That you trace with fleeting fingers along my wrists And poisoning my eyes in the most beautiful sort of way You see, my darling, they only wish to look at you No other can compare to the moonlit pulse that you provide Those notes that climb from your mouth and spill from my lips We are two beings, into one person, two mouths moulding Into one trail of sparks that they can follow, but never find For we are beyond this place, we are rising and falling To the beat of galaxies, simultaneously falling apart and reforming Beneath closed eyelids covering eyes of burning flames With that void of defiant nothing, dead centre Inside that ring of molten flesh and blood Your lips taste of ash, ashes of the bodies you leeched before A now-silent battleground of dying beauties, losing in love Eyes open and leaking those tears of ice that we knew too soon Trailing salt and tearing apart soft skin to make way For bleached bones, stripped of smooth flesh and waking lungs The sky was far too dark to frame you, my dear, as you looked Upon the fruits of your desires, the prizes of your games Those twisted, strangled bodies, all askew and leaking grief They all heaved in their dying breaths, and all reached Those rotting, dripping arms towards your unmarked back As you turned and you walked from them, those pitiful souls But you and I are different, to them and you, you and them We are different to the mutilated faces, massacred bodies We are different to the burning tears and the ashes Because, it's you and me, these bodies that can be along together Share in those priceless moments that span a lifetime How could we be the same as those bodies? Wake up, look at me, tell me with those ashen lips Tell me that we're different, tell me that we're different But you can't, can you? Look me in the eyes and tell me you love me And I'll know that you want my breath for yourself
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15 / F / uck dullness
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Feb 11, 2018
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