i heard you crying, your heaving sobs
i think you wanted me to. wanted to share with the world your sadness
you're breaking hearts with your ocean eyes and crinkly wet nose
and they are breaking all the time.
i wonder if you gather where it's coming from, what started it
you used to be this strikingly beautiful thing
how we loved to ponder your strength and where it came from,
but it's getting colder and browner out there
and look how fragile you've become
weathered, trying to hold yourself together,
binding yourself with with the vapid shallowness of
cushiony words, whispers and gentle kisses
aware that your elation is fleeting,
and only peppered with truths.
you're either watered down in a beautiful sadness
or sparking til you blow a fuse.
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