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May 2014
You looked at me with the world on the edge of your tongue and didn't say a word to me
But I guess that's just how things are between us
How they've always been

We traverse the silence between the people around us
In the crawl space that nobody notices hiding behind
The sound of their own voice
That's where you pulled me into you and breathed in my scent

That's where I breathed in you
Olives, oranges, and sadness
You'd break the glass of any bottle they kept you in

I promise I'll never keep you
Kristen Lowe
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