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How to Know It's Too Late

When you see yourself through her -
all that sweaty, nervous fumbling -
when you watch yourself drop words
that leave your lips in bouts of tumbling;

when you see your hands through hair
and hear you choking on the air
as if she's too much to bear
or a heaven, and you're stumbling

over rungs of Jacob's ladder
and your feet are kicking clouds
in the atmosphere she's shattered -
there's no chance of coming down.


~

Age when written: 16
Written by rowantree
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