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ones and twos

One breath shared between two

Two hands bound into one

The drawings on graveyards of stars he once drew

The aligning rhythms of heart beats

The ever so graceful curse with all its grey hues

The reason Im so happy, his smile. Bittersweet

The harmony of his walk, the way he talks.

his long black locks

One breath shared between two

Two hands bound into one

I think I passed the hills of thorns, I think I’ve won

as cheesy as it might seem, i do like cheddar

ps. This was fairly hard to write. I couldn’t order them or identify the right beginning. I’ll just leave it as it is for now then later on find a way to organize it.

 

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