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condensed.

repeats of our base pairs
complimented each other
perfectly,
except for that
one percent difference
between our heartbeats
creating this feeling of loss.


in the blink of an eye
you launched yourself
off Tower Heights boulevard
a mere five inches into the air.
when you broke your leg,
that was the moment
I stopped believing in you.


you returned to me
in the summer of ’08
with promise of change.
I became your new currency,
stamped bills with your signature
engraved in my leaking lungs.
that August I found out
you needed the money
for black market passions.
I took back my spare change,
my lungs and left both of us
a little more hollowed.


a few months later
I fell in love with your new found hobby
and in turn with your irises.
your fingers managed
to pluck the strings
creating beautiful music.
you learned that my femurs and sternum
created different melodies,
so you unleashed your fingers
and tapped out little
I need yous
and I love yous
on each, respectively.

when I was covered
with arctic-blue bruises
and my marrow wasn’t able
to sustain my bones any longer
we cracked and reformed
into two different joints.


it was one year later
when I saw your crooked smile again.
it was from your lips
that I heard about deep-sea diving
and the most outlandish pickup lines
that you knew only someone like me would love.
you pulled me into your lies, again.
your barstool seemed to be flashing
as an invitation for me to let myself go.
I did, and I only started to regret it
when cheap wine and taco bell
became our evening rituals.

split in half,
for what seemed
like the thousandth time
I decided that would be
the last time
you ever held me again.


Author notes

prompt: palpebration: repeated blinking or winking.

basically, I used 'repeated blinking' in the sense that every time I would blink he'd be back in my life. it seemed different at the time, but really he was always the same person, always leaving me in the end. I wish I could finally get over him.
I need him gone.

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  • Heart-wrenching. I don't know a better word to describe how emotional this write is for me. I'm sitting here in awe, because everything about this is perfectly astounding. The thing I love most about this... is that it doesn't fluctuate in quality - it has such a strong influence the whole read through. Genius.

    My favorite lines:
    you learned that my femurs and sternum
    created different melodies,
    so you unleashed your fingers
    and tapped out little
    I need yous
    and I love yous
    on each, respectively.

    Thank you for entering and good luck in the contest! (:


    • etoile
      May 10
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      wow, thanks so much for the gold!
      I'm glad you like it


  • oldschoolhero gold member
    April 14

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    i take it im not the only person who thinks ap bio is FRICKN AMAZING
    ;D!!!
    ??

    haha
    well nice write

  • that was the moment
    I stopped believing in you.
    -That whole stanza is absurdly incredible.

    my lungs and left both of us
    a little more hollowed.
    -Aww heartbreaking much?

    on each, respectively.
    -I LOVE the 'respectively' at the end of that line. Unbelievable.


    Aww the end line is so sad =[

  • "I took back my spare change,
    my lungs and left both of us
    a little more hollowed."

    I really like this (:

    "you pulled me into your lies, again.
    your barstool seemed to be flashing
    as an invitation for me to let myself go.
    I did, and I only started to regret it"

    Wow.

    "split in half,
    for what seemed
    like the thousandth time
    I decided that would be
    the last time
    you ever held me again."

    I always decide this....I never stick to it.

    Maybe this time I will d:

    Good luck in the contest


  • aanika
    April 13

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    i like the first, fourth and second-last stanzas the best
    haha i love how the first one relates to base pairs and alleles and such i wonder where you got that idea from

    this is beautiful.

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