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Mar 2014
you're raking your fingers through your hair
again
scarring my heart
with the calmness in your eyes

your words tumble out
like the light that glints
on the top of the river
drowning me
in what they all think is fragility

your smile
is a tattoo that i wear imprinted
on my wrist
where you would kiss me
murmuring
how i smelt
like the rain
in summer

drag me under you
again
i don't mind being in the darkness
when there are stars
resting above your shoulders
pluie d'été
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pluie d'été
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