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i try
to find what’s wrong
in that smile
because something has to be.
perfect streaks
leave you colorblind
blurry skies turn into
blue and whites.
& under that laugh, there’s fear.
`
i run to you
with nothing but my soul
exposed
like a film strip
to the sun on a windowsill
i will breathe life
into your still frames- things
even photographs lie about.
`
i will hold you.
until black nights
turn pure under our gaze
we lie, paralyzed
in a photo frame.
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oh.my.gawd.
this.is.beautiful. okay, i'll stop talking like that! haha, but anyhoo... seriously, your last stanza left ME paralyzed... and of course i tought of tt song and started singing it. i love how you broke this into segments (omgohs, it reminded me of MATH!!! why.. oh why!!!) okay, i'm gonna stop foolin 'round now... this is pure genius. no.one.can.do.it.like.you.do.it. your words always get to me... they just have a special thag man... keep writing kays!
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AMAZING darling. AMAZING.
I am in love with this piece.
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ooo! I love this! I love the title and allo the things in the poem itself it's masterfully created hon
Hope to reead more like this from you soon x
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The intensity is strong and it draws in the reader till the end, where it is a shock. The background colour is great and the spacing was subtle yet impactful.
The imagery is good but the relation to a photoframe is amazing.
transit~
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