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Jan 2014
I watch your heart
fall apart
with my sad smile
echoed in your drowning eyes

I feel you grasp
at my fingertips
and hear the words you murmur
whenever you want me to stay

you make me lie beside you
on the cool sand
beside the cruel sea
and try to read
the stars to me

you whisper meanings and words
so beautiful
but how can it be
when so many of them
are shadows of light
left behind
after careless wishes
pluie d'été
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   Isabella Pullivan and ---
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