while listening to the rain
tapping on the leaves
you let it all pour out
and cried on me.
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match
in night’s unfolding arms
you lit a match in my heart,
and the blackened sky burned away the lonely muse
of my imagination.
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weight
between the narrow spaces
of your arms folded across your chest,
i saw a broken heart glued and scarred
trying to carry the weight of
everything.
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whisper
in a storm
between the lightning crying
and the stars not shining,
you called for me
in a whisper
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key
turning the key
and looking inside an abandoned room inside himself,
he finally saw someone he could color with
there weaving his broken halves together.
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private
broken poems
from his private collection,
uncovered splintered remorse
for his life
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hidden
in a darkened room, the ghosts came to fight …
he fought hard to purge cautiously close thoughts he shouldn’t own,
giving him reason to be torn down, aching and bleed.
numb from cigarettes and boxed wine, he tried removing tattooed thoughts
pierced and perceived on his skin …
as sin by others.
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petals
alone in a lost cry,
he let his guard down
and his petals fall.
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patterns
while blindly watching candles burn in the rain,
and the intimate suffocating patterns forming around them…
he misstepped down the fire escape
of his mind
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ice
with no tears left
watching the lightening hit the snow,
i took off your coat of arms,
broke off the ice from my bones
and gracefully reclaim my crown
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Unfinished Souls 