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Dull Constellations

Behind glass windows
The world stands still beneath your
Collapsed lungs, still chest

The sky is devoid of stars

The machine beeps once, flat lines

It’s been three whole weeks
Your image stares back at me
The rivers, my tears

I chase your last breath with mine

Water tainted red, goodbye

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dreamcatcher77This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. said...
today at 2:37 pm:
check out my poem on consellations! :)
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