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cut out my lungs (you stole my breath)
my breath left me
on a day of cold and color
against your turned back
white face, white mist
under the beat of your wings
singing the song of the swan
snow falls down
through a world of stolen breath
a feather finds its way
beside a snowflake
curled in my palm
i wish on a white and silent world
that you would take my heart
the way you took my lungs
...
Sunday 11th March 2018 7:20 pm
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