lux aeterna

~ Wednesday, October 26 ~
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You.

Listen.

Look me in the eyes

And tell me I’m lying

When I say I’m trying.

My promise to you

Is braided into my veins

And wrapped around my wrist

And around my ankle

And around my mind

A hundred tiny envelopes

Full of images of us

And that time I lost

And your sweet smile

That’s keeping me sane.

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