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Rated: E · Poetry · Romance/Love · #2174322
When you break up but cannot let go. We all write when that happens, right?
I have made my peace,
Obtained my silence, permissible by my mind
Peace with the voice of Reason and Fate
But some sounds I cannot control
Like the springs of our mattress
As I surreptitiously crawl into bed
Nestling myself into the crevice
Of your arm and your chest
And I cannot control my heart that cries
While my body is lulled into sleep by exhaustion
The feathers of my pillow assembled with care,
Together they are you, albeit softer;
For as much as my core craves,
I cannot control your absence
Much akin your fragrance of musk an-
And of you, that floats unbounded
Lingering in the corners of our home;
And for I fear my heart may present you unjustly
I must cover my lips and put down my pen;
Words may fall short
Destiny perhaps, I could never control you;
For if I ever could,
This hollow in my chest
And the feathers on my bed
Would cease to exist
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