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the blue in your eyes is an ocean i want to drown myself in ©2018, Quiyet Brul

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1.8

will people think of you after your death? for how long? will they remember it's your birthday five years from now? will they miss your smile and wit? will they see your eyes and hear your laughter in their sleep? will they feel you in the breeze when you become one with the air? for …

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i hear the ringing in my head synchronized to the beat of the clock hanged on the plain white wall and my thoughts sing as a choir    sometimes on sundays the lawn mowers join in so i try to block everything out    i count from one through ten in hopes of falling back …

1.5

the taste of you still lingers on the back of my mouth all while feeling the traces of your fingers from my hair to my forehead down to my cheeks, and then slowly, very slowly, really slowly down my body where you grabbed everything as if you were picking cherries just to sell for your …