July 2012
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Day 84
You slit my throat with your words
so potent on my skin, they burned
like a wildfire in the middle of the
season.
With your words, you opened
my heart and slipped right in,
settling in the niche between
the rows of memories all
stacked so high they were
ready to fall and break.
Ah, but with your silence
you killed me a thousand
times.
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Day 83
Your name,
so heavy on my tongue
so graceful in ink
so mesmerizing in my eyes,
has the power to turn
nights into days,
and laughs
into tears.
