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she totally fadedthe sun is rising,
and my aurora is passing.
peace is fifteen cast stones, skipping
across the crevaces of my chest and
bouncing off of my dry bones; and i
don't watching my galaxy, and, i don't
like watching myself break against the
reallyyou are a busted, half flickering light bulb.
your wires are crossed, your glass is dusty
with neglect, and your switch is on the
verge of falling off.
you're pretty but most certainly not
attractive - not until you prove that your
light is worth dancing around.
stop making moths hesitate,
it's not like you flicker forever.
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