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Apr 2014
i was the lie
you would whisper
to the night
the fairytale
you would tell the storm
as it crashed into the sea

i was the prediction
you made
with a joint
in your calloused fingers
inhale
a punch to the chest
exhale
sleepy eyes
and words
so soft
that the roots dug deeper
just to hear

i was the poem
you murmured
to your lover
stamps of red lipstick
on the curve of your jawline
as you memorized the outline
she made
underneath the twisted sheets

i was the story you told
to make him feel fear
to make her feel braver
to make him jump
to make her land
and the wind
lose hope
in mankind

i was the legend
you screamed
at the men
slamming spears
into their shields
(little did they know
it was
the sound of their heart beat
that was so loud
little did they know
in just a short while
after the end
it would go)

i was the song
you sung
about the girl with the green eyes
to the girl with the brown eyes
tainted
so strongly with dishonesty
that a star
fell
(she made a wish on it
but it wasn't for you)

i was the word
you swore had no definition
until it fell on your lap
white
and breaking
like the sea

i was the letter
saying good bye
john
i couldn't...
(she didn't)

i was the phone call
in the evening
breaking a heart
making reality
take a man
away
from the shadows of the trees

and i'm not even sorry
pluie d'été
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pluie d'été
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