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I feel your gaze, piercing my own stare Your yellow, gaunt face Hollow Lifeless Your eyes - no longer hold the dancing light - even when you smile Your fire is burning out. When our cheeks touch and our bodies meet, (to embrace), I can feel your collar bones poking my neck, as you hold on tighter I'm scared to exert the same force - In case you lose the balance that you're hardly maintaining. My hand traces your spine How feeble and weak you are under those baggy clothes. Your hips are like guns - They're triggers Mounted and transfixed on either side of you. Feeding on air and water How long will you last? How long till you collapse? I feel you weakening a little more - everyday From a stick to a twig Oh, so fragile My china doll.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 5:08 AM UTC
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I feel your gaze, piercing my own stare Your yellow, gaunt face Hollow Lifeless Your eyes - no longer hold the dancing light - even when you smile Your fire is burning out. When our cheeks touch and our bodies meet, (to embrace), I can feel your collar bones poking my neck, as you hold on tighter I'm scared to exert the same force - In case you lose the balance that you're hardly maintaining. My hand traces your spine How feeble and weak you are under those baggy clothes. Your hips are like guns - They're triggers Mounted and transfixed on either side of you. Feeding on air and water How long will you last? How long till you collapse? I feel you weakening a little more - everyday From a stick to a twig Oh, so fragile My china doll.
Written Friday 4th April 2014, 20:49pm © Maniba Kiani
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 5:08 AM UTC
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