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You're swirling in embered light Gravity breathing out of your pores I am a comet, burning ice in my wake And you are the sol I come too close to If I could breathe anything, it would be lilies If you could hate anything, it would be air You are so bright that when I close my eyes I can see nothing but feathered fire At the center of the universe, there's a tree of souls Eris and Phobias collect its molt They rain it down through the smog 'till it shatters on concrete I watch as you catch it on your tongue I found you on the drenched roof Pale and glowing and still Stars clinked in the sky with a diamond jangle One had fallen, burrowing under your skin And you told me you were sick with trying And you told me that it hurt to burn And you were cold and apathetic You were you, but not the one that knew me You flamed and flamed and flamed and flamed You crashed and told no one at all I miss you and I love you Though you shine so differently now
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
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You're swirling in embered light Gravity breathing out of your pores I am a comet, burning ice in my wake And you are the sol I come too close to If I could breathe anything, it would be lilies If you could hate anything, it would be air You are so bright that when I close my eyes I can see nothing but feathered fire At the center of the universe, there's a tree of souls Eris and Phobias collect its molt They rain it down through the smog 'till it shatters on concrete I watch as you catch it on your tongue I found you on the drenched roof Pale and glowing and still Stars clinked in the sky with a diamond jangle One had fallen, burrowing under your skin And you told me you were sick with trying And you told me that it hurt to burn And you were cold and apathetic You were you, but not the one that knew me You flamed and flamed and flamed and flamed You crashed and told no one at all I miss you and I love you Though you shine so differently now
Prompt (from Inked): Take a line from this poem and use it as the first line for yours. (Poem: "For My Son, Reading Harry Potter", by Michael Blumenthal) Time limit: 30 minutes Edited: no Original line: "atwinkle in some firmament of light"
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
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