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Weaker, Bleaker

“Without explanation, without warning the days grow colder, longer. They say these are the...

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Cradle Your Fall

“I hope my words cradle your fall. You’re sitting in my ribs, writing on...

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The Weight of My Tongue

“You may have loved me enough to crush my lungs, but you could never...

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Devour You Beneath the Stars

“We’ll make the universe a voyeur as I devour you beneath the stars.” As...

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Too Many Scars

“If all that we are is too many scars, can we stack them until...

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So Much Depth

“I have so much depth you’d likely drown.” So caught up in the meaningless...

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Despise the Sun

“I really do despise the sun, but I would follow you into it.” Words...

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So Heavenless and Far

“A warning written in the stars, so heavenless and far. My heart wanted you...