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pluie d'été
Poems
Jul 2014
my heart
shut eyes
knuckles
scraped
and white
greyness
and the mist
of a fine
rain
your cool fingers
as you
apologize
cupping
my chin
a hand
against my heart
numb
and listless
my fingers
have no
way
of identifying me
my imprint
on your soul
is only ink
dark
leaking
fading
eventually
hide you anger
share
your anger
kiss me
the way you do
when you need to forget
hold my head
under
floating rose petals
burn
me
with your
scalding words
as i pretend
to hear
my heart
screams
for me to stop
my heart
my heart
touch me again
and i will have none
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