Awake in the night

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All and nothing


A heart,

stoppered,

so quick and quite,

shrivels fast,

fits large,

on the loom of night.

 

Frame it,

in your other mind,

as love seeps out,

upon a sigh,

out goes the rush,

breathes slow within.

 

A heart,

crushed,

prickles and licks,

lost starlights,

lining the darkness,

 behind lonely eyelids.

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