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Echoes #9 by
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"Headlights shine through
the tree covered back roads
Your hand is laced in mine
And laid across my lap
Here
With the open window
Whipping up my hair
And your brown eyes
Reflective in each passing headlight
Sneaking a glance at me
Here
It would be so easy
It would be so simple
To offer you all of me
Every broken piece
You smile in my direction
Here
But the words die on my tongue
Here
What would someone
So untouched
Someone so whole
Even do with with all of my
Broken pieces, anyway."

Heavy #6
Everyday I wear this armor,
strong enough to protect me,
to keep my shattered pieces
from spilling onto the floor,
but it is so heavy and so cold.
Will I ever be seen from beneath it again?

Decisions #3
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You are so soft,
And the world can be so hard.
Try not to take that weight
to bed with you tonight.
Tempting as it is
to hold it right
as your only company.

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