i ran, she chased, it is love
Category Archives: Deland: Dreams
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Shattered. Unsurprising for such a small thing.
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I lost the missing puzzle piece again
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He crushed me and watched me suffocate
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the molars fill spilled itself to tongue
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Sprawled flat on a surface of color.
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Running from something familiar yet unknown
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I cut a woman to shredded cabbage
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Fingertips should not trail tongues. Mine do.
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Pressed with vibrant hues no oxygen here
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grasped for air. missed by a breath.
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Glissando of pianos rumbling like white thinder
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And She spoke words of love here
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Looked in mirror, her clothes were different.