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she wore night that day, with the stars glistening down her thighs. i grabbed one for myself, when she was talking to all of the young men who were listening to dead heartbeats of the dark eyes that she got from her father's grasp. each life is precious, and she hid the sun under the skirts.
and everything went back to how it was, like a rewind session of a tv show that you never even liked. cruising and filling up time, is what we call it. the card fall, but then go back to the castle that they once more and that's how it is. we kissed but then seperated when one's finger pressed "return".
which should be the thing that hangs in the middle of my room. i didn't know, and so i cut open my chest and took out my heart, and placed it their on the wall, in a hook. people come around, but they don't say much about it--except the children run away when i water my plants, they say, i've lost my head, but really ? i've lost my heart.
her back was that of a crooked tree, with peeled bark, the skin of an onion. both of her arms were broken, and laid by each side. "what was the matter?" I asked, but she responded with a lift of her chin and a sigh of an hundred year old tree - rings under her eyes.
you took my hand that day, and said let's go and so we went, and from apartment to apartment. The windows to each life, we say what we could be, but instead we waited our lives on for that one moment: I let myself love you like I never had before. The next day, "remember the skyline", but you didn't because you hospitalized yourself so much from our love, didn't want to be it - did not want to be part of something outside your comfort zone.
the world has become a blur. why come when you have already gone? you told me to lock the door but when i looked again, you shut it from the outside and the keys i can't get to because you hid them within all your corpses (you are the cat with many more lives than nine).
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