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Wednesday, December 9

Part: DIX

And when we part, a flame dies out. And everything goes black.

Oh, love-swell... in the salty breeze you waver and pixelate in roses. Your petals fall to the ground and shrivels into dust for me to press to my cheeks. The chemical reaction creates heat and it burns my throat and sears through my blood.The feeling is wild and addiction is instantaneous. Sprinkled on the snow are the juinper berries I left you you to follow your way back to your home in my heart. If all else fails, you may just follow the  thousand tiny birds holding me up by strings.

You're subzero and they plunge your body into heat, but you go into cuh-cuh-cardiac arrest and code in the garden. Things were very cold that year. Especially my shoulder. The ice cream may have done it, but the fire melted that and vaporized it into nothing. I do miss the flavor of your chest mingled with vanilla though. It was candy on my lips and powder on the moon.

Now I'm with him, but you're with me too. You don't like it, but my head hurts too much to care. Love, you vanish from my view but, it's not all black again. His light shines for me like a sun. It's warm against my cheeks and he took me. [from you] You tumble out into space buh-buh-backward and flail but eventually gravity will revers and pull you back to me, and it does. Such force, impales you into me and the marbles tore through the bag. It was chaos and we are nuts. Bitter-amber tastes linger on my tongue and salt falls down my cheek. Huddled in a ball, we wait and I die. The splendor in your eyes disappears and we're crushed under a curse. Slowly, oh so slowly, I bleed out and you bleed in.

The end of an era. We fall.

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