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One of the very first things I ever wrote this year. I want to be ripped from my roots by the winds of your storm and tossed around, shaken and bruised till I understand your story. Every word written across your body, I want to read you and turn you into a metaphor - something beautiful I cant seem to find the words to push out my tired lungs To say all the things to make you stay - so youre gone, taking your uprooting storms with you. Your absence, a bitter scar, leaving a quite intricate pattern across my body. I will always remember you. Maybe one day Ill be the one uprooting you and sharing my hardships like an open book of coffee stained pages - worn to pieces. But till then, until then, I forgive you.
Posted on: Fri, 24 Oct 2014 03:10:35 +0000

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