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Please Do Not Break Me
I watch her
Paint perfect pictures
In the shadows
With her finger nails
Like some kind of
Erratic moonlight
Silent sleep is overrated
I want too hear the echoes
Of my name from those
Flawlessly fabricated lips
Like torn muscles
I want to be
One even,
If we are apart
Quietly we will tread
Through snowfall
And we will emerge
From the ashes
With fervor
With passion
Scarlet comments
Will cease
With the silence
Our lips will call for words
But each motion will
Send needle through thread
Sewing them together
Like her lost child hood doll
The flushed cheeks
Flushed cheeks
So red, so perfect
She looks so beautiful
When she blushes
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