in the desert we breathe through our skin/ the boy had thunderstorms clouding his eyes
softly singing summer siren
dashed her love upon the rocks.
sailors clutch chained silver hearts
filled with gently waving locks.
ships leave port without their crew,
traded out for girls with eyes the size of the moon.
the salt burned time out of every clock-
they
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so much so that i can't compose a decent comment because i'm still crying...tears running over my collarbone...
thank you. love.
you will never understand why i said thank you.
or maybe you will.
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you make it okay for me to feel.
to find ways to feel.
to not fuck myself up.
maybe i'll never save anyone but
maybe i'll make their day.
right now my words are as clumsy as my hands, and i dont know if i can patch you together well enough until more capable hands find you. i have never known love, felt it as you feel it. but i will try my very best for you, for ever and ever after.
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and he checks on my stability
we discuss you every week
then i rinse and rinse repeat
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and you.
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completely breathstealing
[to use your word =D]
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