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Mar 2019
I became a refugee in your haven.
Believing my feet
When they ran to you.
A thick velvet coat,
Too beautiful to see through
Wrapped itself across my neck

And in your man made dark
The light inside you died.
(So you stole mine)
To see your own fingertips underneath.
You draped it over me,
But it didn’t belong to me

You’d like to think the light was ours.
We both breathed it in,
Two mouths,
Singing in the light,
Smiling to each other,
Always together,
Screaming, together.

But could you hear it?
Did you want to?
I lived in your darkness.
Set up a home.
Pots, pans, bed sheets
Fumbling around, making a mess

Until I forgot that day
When you draped it over my shoulders

And instead recalled
Buying it
Checking the price tag,
Sinking down to you
Down to me.
Written by
Florence
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