home of the phoenix (caged) wrote,
home of the phoenix
caged

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i left the window open

one inch of opportunity
barely big enough for the wind
and yet you slipped in
quiet and unseen
kneeling gently at the edge of my dreams
touching fingertips to the shiny,
liquid surface of memory
watching ripples of you crawl slowly towards the shore

it's as if reality splintered
sparking a storm
a holocaust against my hard earned peace of mind
and the miracle of your voice
in my ear
is hard to conjure after years of silence
the lifetimes of questions without answers
tears without solace
left a heart
bleeding ever so slowly
towards defeat

you are still a shade of grey in my shadow
unshakeable
and undeniably
my
last
tragic
loss
Tags: where did she come from?
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