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I dream in black and white
I bleed the color of your eyes
All I can see is your lips
Gently glazing over mine
As the sun set
I saw my rose petals in the flame
And I sprinkled the ashes
On the grave you set for me
I felt the pain of the pop
As you tied my cherry stem with your tongue
Our bodies intertwined
In a serenade of warmth
As you ripped your stem from my flower
My body went cold
You walked in the ocean
With no intention of returning
But you didn’t drown
I did
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Just someone who is rediscovering their poetic voice. I'll post my poetry on my tumblr page so if you see it on http://deadtigerlily.tumblr.com/ it's not stolen :)
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