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Words

Words
are etched into my arms
Like scars
Running deep into my blood
Whispering my past
In the middle of the night
Words
Are tangled in his yellow hair
The color of golden apples
Swirled in sweet caramel
Words
Are cracks in the wall
Engraved before our time
Hung like wallpaper
Painted like the sunset
Words
Are maps in my brain
Folding into paper planes
Soaring across the world
To return in paper hats
Words
Are stories in my heart
Bouncing off my ribs
Telling of never lovers
With promises of always
Words
Are scribbled in my childhood
Of lazy summer days
Told in the story of chalk
Crayon and marker
Before I learned to write
Words
That whisper to me in the dark
And reflect off my bedroom walls
And rest inside my head
Until I write them down





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