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A sort of lament for the missing (sending thanks)


 
It's paler  
less distinctly potent
breathable air
is heavy—  
stifled  
 
a grief stricken
hole  
grows  
 
sadness
burns black  
thickening  
the ink  
 
in  
every.  
single.  
pen.  
 
like they're  
all
in cahoots
 
unwilling  
and  
unable  
to write  
 
knowing  
yours  
 
has  
 
 
 
 
g o n e  
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by Bluevelvete
Published
Author's Note
For, ps.
thank you.


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