Her lips a bow-tied apricot of
light, she's singing to herself.
The news has not yet arrived.
Not yet her news. No one
has died
yet, and if one could freeze her
here forever, no one would.
Don't tell her. It hasn't happened
if she doesn't know.
light, she's singing to herself.
The news has not yet arrived.
Not yet her news. No one
has died
yet, and if one could freeze her
here forever, no one would.
Don't tell her. It hasn't happened
if she doesn't know.
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- I'm a amethyst understanding poet for 22 comments.
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- I am a 16 year old girl from Washington (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm drowning in oxygen.
- I have 22 comments, 2 contests
My Poetry
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Boneless hands clutching tarnished keys,
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