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- Days like this at allpoetry
I feel (sort of) empty
sometimes. - white at allpoetry
. - Spring (i swear by all the flowers) at allpoetry
sometimes between the first thaw and the last frost, i find you, oh sweet spring. - black coffee morning at allpoetry
I want to change the end, but I'm a little stuck for now
*salt and iron--- tears and blood - shining at allpoetry
. - bandage angel at allpoetry
i melt into the silence, quick cartwheels up/down/into the black - August (somehow) at allpoetry
somehow we’re back in this place— apart. - my Virtue at allpoetry
you feel like starlight / brushing across my eyelids when everything else is empty. / you are a whisper of heaven, perhaps the only one I’ll ever hear, / rustling your wings across the sky and fluttering your eyelashes - unfinished at allpoetry
my skin glows beneath blacklight memories, / trinkets, / and a fog / that penetrates through and through, / leaving an old spot on my faded sheets--- / time always leaks in circles. / it seems obscene, / the w - (us) at allpoetry
i / inhale / tight and shaking, / yet held open by / your feather-tipped fingers that / hold me open, hold me / helpless and / smooth me gasping. / you / exhale / and your breat - caramel at allpoetry
you caress my body with feathertip fingers,
yet somehow, you always eventually - identity {I breathe} at allpoetry
some days my skin peels,
blisters under the heat, breaks, and - i am tired at allpoetry
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i am tired, - Angel at allpoetry
the feathers rose
- eating (R.I.P.) at allpoetry
this non-hunger
eats - alive (gasp in the dark) at allpoetry
it was a gasp in the dark,
opening similar to heaven - diamond eyes at allpoetry
we lay down in the snow,
pillowed in white and
