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Last date

  • Writer: ourlonelybones
    ourlonelybones
  • Jan 23, 2018
  • 1 min read

Last date

Light smiles from the

screen

throwing dancing

scenes

onto his face

silently

we roll apart and

hold in our

screams

His frame presses

a canyon into

our mattress

two feet of

empty space and

blankets

separate us--

our heat

quiet smart kind

mark them off

the list

add them together

subtract his

shortcomings

kiss him

once

on the chin

and feel

alone

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