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laura
Poems
Sep 2013
[fragment: untitled]
There was that night when he heard the anxiety spiking her voice.
He watched her chest flutter, the shallow breath, the wide-eyed panic.
Hours of crying turning her waterlogged.
And all he can offer is; "your eyes look pretty when you cry".
He was always marveling at tears.
But god, they glitter like stars.
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