This morning, with tear stained sheets
I sunk deeper into bed
I begged for the blanket to become violent waves
Crashing over my head
Drown the memories that overwhlemed me with beauty
Scattered in my mind, now dead
With you the world was our canvas
Now stained an ominous red
My heart is burning from the raw tattoos
Of all of the inscribed words you said
To think those words will belong to someone else
I cant-
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