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Austine
Poems
May 2014
on the verge
here’s the part
where i beg you
to not let me
push myself away
i search for your hands
and i find nothing but air
how odd it is to lose something
so precious and loved this early
i look at the mirror and smile
but the girl staring back at me
has chains for her lips
and knots for her heart
i want to fathom what’s blurry
and make crystal out of doubts
but i’m hurting and
sadness won’t let go of me
isn’t it too early
for us to get used to this?
isn’t it too much of a waste
to forget the promises we’ve made?
it’s summer but it feels like
winter beneath my chest
my hands are cold and they're slipping away
please drag me back up if you must
i see the rain like they're my tears
they form flood around me
enough to make me drown
but where are you?
i don’t want to walk away
i don’t want another apology
i don’t want to forget your name
i want you, need you, love you
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