he made a cage
of wired lies and compliments
for his heart.
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he made a cage
of wired lies and compliments
for his heart.
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from his self induced prison cell of
walking through life alone,
with only steel bars watching him…
he transformed into
an empty canvas.
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falling short
i start again,
go my own way
and unlove your love.
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can you hold me
on random rainy days
when i dont have
the wings to carry myself?
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in a violent beam,
the absence love
burned a deafending sonnet
into his soul.
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beautifully unfinished,
we hang up the shimmering night stars
like souvenirs of our years.
avp
in the midst of your silent sounds,
i heard you giving me back
the feelings you borrowed.
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