.
i hear you sigh,
and i drag moments, dreams, memories
from your closed lips
trying to soothe the creases
in our brittle laughs.
i want to mold you.
but i’d rather watch you
stuggle,
than know creases don’t mend
with words.
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ugh.
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*struggle
id like it without the last 2 lines.
brittle laughs was clever.
my brains not functioning thats all ive got.


