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Ruet Caelum

(maybe i) was trying to hard
(just to let you know) what i was thinking
(white that burns) from down below
(a slap in your face) to your wrists and
i tried lines from broken arms to paraded lies fresh out of trust
spelling out love on the tile floor in blood
blood from my wounded heart
a hole the size of your asteroid
a crater intense with scars
that you created with your words once again
smoke scars my lungs the ease of you on my breath
peacemaker i love you, and i adore you







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