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The key to
following
the possibilities
for
love:
you will be giving
the good
sweet
months,
the current summer,
to ensure that
you
check
your
next step.

Send me
into
the perfect way
to find out what adventures we'll have.

Where we play,
sacrifices were made.
I picked out words from each email in my inbox, a little variation of traditional blackout poetry :) Hopefully it worked...enjoy!
You told me I was rude.
You implied that I was tired.
You were hiding by the wall.

You failed to see me wipe away two tears.
You failed to understand that I am trying.
And it’s clear to me now that trying isn’t working.
You spoke for hours,
Drawling on as I sat across from you.
I stared blankly at my shoelaces,
And I could hear the weightless words.

I rubbed my tired eyes --
The same eyes you never knew weren't blue.
In the black fog I saw your true actions,
Speaking louder than your weightless words.
Back when she had pigtails and mary janes
The nice lady gave her a clean sheet of paper
and told her to write down what her mommy gave her
"She gave me my dimples and sparkly blues eyes,
She gave me my laughter and a smile so wide"

Now that she's got dyed hair and cut off blue jeans
The nice lady took out a clean sheet of paper
and that's when she wrote down what her mommy gave her
"She gave you your flushed face and unsteady hands,
She gave you your panic and anxious demands"
We said maybe.
Well, maybe I reminded you of her.
Maybe you were a dog returning to his *****.
Maybe I was the closest one to give myself away.
Maybe there's no use in maybe.
Lately
I've been searching for
a place between help and harm.

Correct me
if I'm mistaken,
but I've found it in your arms.
If you can imagine a world where sunlight
drops
from
the
sky
and forms radiant puddles all around...

If you can imagine a world where rays
of
    rain
           glisten
                      above
and form an aquatic blanket for us...

That is the world where you and I will be together.
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