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Juliette
She’s got a soul of summer And regret-filled eyes. She needs love like her bones need her skin, Like they’d crack and splinter and snap Inside her ribs from the pounding of her lonely heart. She looks out her window to the dark, gray winter and prays that the heat outside would match the warmth in her heart. She wishes on unmoving stars And tries not to think about the boy That she would have opened a vein for Last May. She sees the sun peering through the trees above, And the trees below the big, bright sky. She hears turtle doves and smells citrus And wonders how anyone could think That god is a man. The ocean breeze can’t reach her here. There is no wind, no sun. The salt and sand and sweet green grass Stick to her elbows and knees And she’s smiling so much it hurts. She hopes the summer can see her grief And waits patiently for her to Return with open arms. The scars of autumn and the Pain of winter and the Texts she can never bring herself to delete Will stay with her. But they’ll be warmer. It’s beautiful outside And she’s alone in her room Wondering if the summer misses her, too
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