eyes unrecognized
i'm not here
i'm far away
washing my hands
gentle with forgiveness
he told me he'd fight whoever did this
memories are shattered, scattered traces
nameless, faceless
i leave them behind
pieces of pain
crystallized colors
things that i love
blur them into one pane
the most beautiful painting
deep and wide
arms outstretched contrast the sky
realization is stunning
like sharp winter air
running hard
on the heels of March
look at the scars, stare at the stars
smoke in my lungs
on the roof of February
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