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can i drink the water of your mirage?

can the mouth that doesn’t open speak?

my eyes look upon your lightless visage.

i cant hold you, for my fingers are weak.

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oh grief of things i cant name

like watching the wind go by

movement of the air still the same

no change besides my sigh

oh hold from hands invisible

the grasp of which i dream

unreal and likely from fable

the branch on which i lean

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one day i could learn to be lovable. instead, for now, i will make it as hard as possible.

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shall salt spill from thine mouth? is it such that you could salt the sea? for what you seek shall be the sweat that shivers from your arms and legs, what you desire shall be the tears from thine eyes

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mystery number nine: fantastic measures in place in the library

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will this be absolution? are my hands covered in enough blood to wash it all away?

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if you hold my hand you must hold it tight

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further than my steps can take me

down the road beyond the bend

i see a shadow so familiar and free

breeze caresses me, a soft hand.

i know your scent, sound of your voice,

but it melts like ice on the pond;

my delusion breaks without my choice.

but the words you said sounded fond

how can i just let them fall away?

how could i allow the memory to fade

when all i want is for it to stay,

to lay next to where your body laid?

but with time the color of your eyes

disappear from the waking dream,

your words become my own sighs,

the photograph has faded to cream.

what once was, can barely be seen

and i forget. i die each time

i dont remember what had been…

if only your death had been mine.

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every day, i get older and you stay the same, stuck behind the glass inside this picture frame

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feathers in the wind, like a breeze to your dying face. its your hand i hold as your eyes close, a relieved smile on your face. i would that i could go back; i would that i had been awake to stop the inevitable.

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He has me in a chokehold of pain and suffering that I dare not break. For if I step even a foot out of line I will forever lose that precarious balance I had just gained, leaving me to fall into a faulty net full of holes big enough to slip through.

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i could go on but that would turn this into a monologue. and we do not want that. pressing the button now

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the shroud of the sun

blistering behind

formidably dark

though the day would

that it was bright

condolences to the sky

your color hidden

i live beneath

your particles blue