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Poem

SilverSpoons

Aug 11, 2015

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You stole the wind from the tornadoes,

and I'm trying to keep my footing here,

but all I can know,

is your cold dial tones,

and the sound of the wind in my hair.

.

You stole the colors out of the rainbows,

and I tried to keep them in my skin,

but all I can do,

is wait for you,

to come with your paintbrush and fill me back in.

.

You stole the white tips from the snow in my hair,

and now shivering to keep myself warm,

but all I can see,

is fast and white flurries,

while you sit inside to wait out the storm.

.

You stole the breath out from my lungs,

and I'm choking from the inside out,

but I'm trying,

though I'm dying,

and you won't even give me an out.

.

You stole the secrets out from my veins,

and coaxed the scars to come undone,

you revealed me,

you unsealed me,

and then you left me completely unwrung.

.

Your took my loyalty so readily,

and then you chafed me to my core,

and I gave you my all,

and you towed me for thrall,

and you left once I could give you no more.

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