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you climbed my walls (found poem)

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today we took to the rainy streets
heads low, hearts high
fingers linked like precious metals
(we’ve all burned bridges
but with each touch, you heal my scars)
i slipped and fell onto the asphalt
(you laughed
it had ruined the moment)
and i’m still falling
(fast)
only i’m not scared at all.



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