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someday my pain will mark you

everything is black and white

i can see the curve of your spine

the rise and fall of your chest

as the city below buzzes

 

we're stuck in a room with no door

on a street with no lights at midnight

the sky is clouding over

is this where we part?

 

steam rises from every cup in time

the smoke escapes from my lungs

curling into the air above me

i can feel your heartbeat in sync with mine

 

my bones are straining

under the weight of what's to come

were we not beautiful?

were we not true?

 

you're waking up

i can feel the bed below me sink and strain

your eyes are the colour of the ocean after a storm

"i could drown in those eyes"

 

we have everything to say to each other

but no ways to say it

we surround ourselves with people

who are already broken

 

a firework will rise, up, up, up

and crash in a wave of heat and colour

you were my magnificent everything

"we were never the type to do things halfway"

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breezeblocks
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Aug 25, 2013
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