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Author: pale doll
Fiction Rated: K - English - Spiritual - Reviews: 3 - Published: 08-19-06 - Updated: 08-19-06 - id:2232947

“sinking ships”

A leaf falls upon my skin
And makes a bruise
Darling that’s how weak I’ve become
Am I still breathing I don’t know
I press my lips against sinking ships
Printing torn petals over the wreckage
My stained ocean shrinks and I whisper goodbye
Oh I’ve harbored so much pain; it cascades onto the floor
More pieces of my heart to sweep away
Like shattered chandeliers
I’m locked up in a haunted garden
With sequined flowers decaying
Dirty constellations shine in my hair
And silver spiders are stuck in honey
But you make stone fountains glow
Flowing with sugar frosting
I want to sit with you
Beside the sea
And watch sinking ships
Sands laced in sunlight, seashells glued in glitter
Your voice rushing over the waves; fascinated
Breathe satin into my hands sew diamonds on my lips
Let me drink up all of your charms
And fade into your arms
I swallow stars to fall sound asleep
And you leave me for awhile
Makebelieve spreads, hiding the hurt
Let the flaws slip away
I stand silently at an icy shore
Throwing crystal flowers into the ocean
Sinking ships before me like a funeral
Now laying in a flooded charnel house
I know I’m healing
They have scorned me but I made them perish
And caked tears are washing away
I love this new beauty
I’m asleep and finally awake
My smile isn’t painted on anymore
All the scars they are melting
While sunken ships rot away
And elegance grows inside of me



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