darling! i cant believe i... well; i havent been here forever. now i am.
is there anything to say?
do the brittle stars pierce words into the fabric of your dreams? can i?
i want to hold the glass that holds your dreams. i want to be the sphere that shatters before your eyes.
i long to be the blue mirror, the pane of film that shows you the gentle cruelty of dawn.

hey i love this poem! it captures that unspoken truth so well! you wrote it for kat right? how sweet! well im not good at reviewing, but you rock gurl!!
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