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Outside

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you are a slow moving pendulum  
caught-up in my hindsight  
a web tangled misconception  
wrapped around the stem cells  
of every illusion I never want to let go of  
a dream weaver, fighting my nightmares  
   
the seconds falling into dust    
an air spirit between my ribs  
all of the wishes I forgot to make  
because everything else got in the way  
the flesh on my bones, my blood...  
   
skin that tortures so eloquently    
fragile fixation, fading in and out  
sometimes, I am just a ghost  
and you are the tangible part of me  
   
my corporeal weight.  I am immortal  
without those broken parts    
the stars in my veins are still with you  
   
   
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Magdalena
Written by Magdalena
Published | Edited 16th Apr 2018
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