nothing more to say.
time passed flat as a pack box
used and broken down
posted by jayivan at 3:29 pm
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beauty dissolves, dew
on a summer petal burned
by the morning sun
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right foot and then left,
step forward, move fast, pretend
the past is the past
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you took my secret
pain, so cautiously shared, and
fashioned a blade
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a house founded on
sweet nothings dissolves into
a bitter swampland
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years build cities—full
of light, sound, color, love—but
one word rubbles it
posted by jayivan at 8:39 am
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