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Menampilkan postingan dari Juni, 2019

Love

Love, he has abandoned me, Love, he left --unceremoniously, why must I love him still?

Wanting The Sun

I've forgotten what it was like to feel the sun on my skin without worrying that it could hurt me. I've stopped throwing myself from cliffs, with my arms in the air, waiting for the splash below.

Shattered Glass

He was the sound of glass shattering --the sharp ringing in your ears

The Dust Motes

as winter gave way to summer the dust motes dancing in the sunlight blurred into pixels