Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Day 938: collapsing game

meet me in the corner
where things fall apart
where the silver bits
of you
crumble to the concrete
and you find yourself
plating gold onto your outsides
hoping someone will find your sparkle
demanding of attention

sometimes no one is watching
and i feel like someone is
and the weak parts are starting to fall
and i try to hold them together
and i find myself reaching for you
and the promises that cracked us in two
and all i want is some silver
some gold
or the strength of a diamond
want someone to see my shell
find it beautiful enough to hold
so that maybe we dont need to play
this collapsing game

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