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Empty italic tears change the dayIf I wasn't so preoccupied I would have noticed it before
But I know exactly what we're meant to have
You might as well rent a lot in my heart
What happens when you realise that I know?
Once you unclasp the catch a rickety ladder would fall down
An old fashioned windowsill with picture frames lining it
I'm going to fill it with the breathings of my soul
So if you don't mind I'll take your anecdotal memento
Gunshot stairs of running introductions
With disorganised last minute entertainment
His dark figure looked ever so awkward in the room so light
That their nervousness came out in the form of knives
All you know seems so far away
I shalt explain later when we are not forced into silence
Waiting for the fire alarm outside in the cold sunlight
Ah alas, all those after school meetings
Hanging out with chairs
Do not underestimate me
Full of distant clouds he apologized
What you feel in your heart isn't an accident
By © Rhiannon B.
Rhiannon