Memoirs

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I never saw you cloudy    
but I felt it, like a restless sky    
rumbling along my spine    
your mood-scent rain, filled my cup    
wheting my abandoned lips    
   
velvet eyes closed to my breath    
and the map from me to you    
misplaced itself, when you stopped looking    
there was something in the way    
you silently left my senses    
   
your name hung like a ghost    
in the chambers of my heart    
blowing an icy wind along its walls    
and the steady beat echoed like emptiness    
—did you come undone? alone    
   
the ground is false hope    
and I walk in counterfeit shoes    
my sharp edges, cutting the fabric    
beneath my aging skin    
I have hugged shadows for too long    
   
changing passages, devil doors    
silky shades, hinged in a purple gaze    
tear drops like morning dew, on a vine    
ruptured dreams, severing sleep    
now all absent of sound    
   
   
   
   
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