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Aug 2010
I remember when we would lie around all alone
Laughing about nothing at all.
Digging our faces into each others' collar bones
Now that's only leaves in the fall.

How I wish that I could see inside your talk bubbles
How I wish that we could rewrite them.
Tonight was beautiful, but it eventually became rubble
I hope you never fully get over him.

Rose, you juxtaposed me, I suppose we were in love once, though it had to end.
Grow, let us slowly, become wholly, and nothing less than the best of friends.

The world I used to know was enough to make me suicidal
But you have opened my eyes
I want to make a recording of your lovely voice on vinyl
Telling me the beauty outside.

You were an ocean and I was letting myself drown
Without breath, I know I'd find you.
To end it all and become part of your underground
So I would always live inside you.

Rose, you juxtaposed me, I suppose we were in love once, though it had to end.
Grow, let us slowly, become wholly, and nothing less than the best of friends.
Ryan Bowdish
Written by
Ryan Bowdish  Seattle, WA
(Seattle, WA)   
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   Erica Jewett
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