When I Wake
I pull these words past my lips from strings
I let them hang from my window while I wait
Watching as they dance like sails in the wind
You floated down to me and it was effortless
Every move you made was caught in the light
And when I touched it felt like fire on my skin
I woke up buried in the sand of an hourglass
The taste of my tears bitter on my tongue
Your voice echoes off the walls of my heart
I collected the lies he told and kept them safe
Slipped them underneath my pillow at night
To remind me not to trust him when I wake
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