softness
Like the way your body folds when you plie
A tear on skin, tracing a path through emotional wreckage
A spot on the small of your back, an Achilles heel
pain
Like when I can’t remember something that was so important to me
When people talk about “blood”
if I don’t cry out for help when I’m supposed to
complicated
Epimenides paradox
Trying to figure out how to moderate a filter
Reasons why to live
broken
A house torn by a hurricane
Your angular collarbones
my lifeline, thrown away
scared
Love in the form of a mistake
Tear drops bottled
A steady hand slipped
worse
A promise broken
No more feelings
the people my funeral due to age alone
goodbye
A couple of stanzas
Seven definitions
A love letter gone awry
For forever
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 1:41 AM UTC
softness
Like the way your body folds when you plie
A tear on skin, tracing a path through emotional wreckage
A spot on the small of your back, an Achilles heel
pain
Like when I can’t remember something that was so important to me
When people talk about “blood”
if I don’t cry out for help when I’m supposed to
complicated
Epimenides paradox
Trying to figure out how to moderate a filter
Reasons why to live
broken
A house torn by a hurricane
Your angular collarbones
my lifeline, thrown away
scared
Love in the form of a mistake
Tear drops bottled
A steady hand slipped
worse
A promise broken
No more feelings
the people my funeral due to age alone
goodbye
A couple of stanzas
Seven definitions
A love letter gone awry
For forever
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