They are too old, too young, too wise, too naïve, too brave
too much of everything
too much of nothing
Did you miss me?
Every minute, every second. Always. Yes
in the darkness, a heartbeat
it tears and breaks and laughs and
we can't understand why
sunlight lingers on your cheeks
as if to burn away the tears
tears that are not yours
and we own no rites to
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as you were, always beautiful; always undefined by age. each travel like minstrels, to dance and sing and be full of what? joy? happiness? what is happiness? never happy. never content, but just enough to realize this is what you're stuck with. that every living second another part of you dies. and every single moment someone is watching your every ( Read more... )

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