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May 2013
E**ach day melts into the
next and I am stuck here
wondering where all my
elasticity disappeared too

heavy and dark was
your dead breath it
coated my lungs like
honey, thick and lifeless
stealing away all moisture
if any still remained

around that deceased
tree we danced in
silence and empty did
your hands feel around me

your eyes hollowed out
stones of a dry unwanted
river bed Oh how you
searched your lips over the
crevices of mine, but dry and
cracked was all that remained
Ashley Day
Written by
Ashley Day  Springfield, Ma
(Springfield, Ma)   
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