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The song of the innocent bones

Updated on April 28, 2017

Dear song in the mirror
I hate the beats of your words
But you never stop dragging up my throat.
The buds on my tongue have only known the taste of your rhythm.
Every time you move,
I can feel the footsteps in my mouth.

All my life I have begged you to stop
But every time you did
This blood in my veins forgot where to go.

Please stop being the muse to my heart.
These bones are tired of lodging your surrealism.
Your blue skies have captured my galaxy.
It's sun has eclipsed my stars
I can't hear them twinkle
I can't see them shoot.

Dear song in the mirror
This fall has been my hope
Give me back..... My moon


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