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Aug 2013
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"
(i know this was overdue)
breezeblocks
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breezeblocks  australia
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