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Aftermath

He doesn't know anything besides the envy he felt when her cigarette was pressed against her lips
Or how the covers press against her whole body and protects her, like he wanted to do
He longed to touch her soul like the sad music
Or maybe how the cold blade held her together more than he ever could 
He always hoped to be her alarm clock, the first thing she touched every morning 
He wanted to be the light she needed for her morning cigarette
But all he was were the ashes after it was all done

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 1/11/2018 6:26:00 PM
Very nice
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Date: 1/9/2018 3:32:00 PM
He wants to be her superhero. But he is that which is killing her slowly.. Great poem indeed..
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Date: 10/26/2017 2:59:00 AM
- Welcome to Poetry Soup with your first poem Briana, hope there will be many more in the future - // S.S.
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Briana Ridley
Date: 10/26/2017 10:34:00 AM
I plan on it! thank you.
Date: 10/25/2017 9:58:00 PM
This is so good! The first line, last line, in between, an awesome pen :)
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Briana Ridley
Date: 10/25/2017 10:27:00 PM
thank you so much!
Date: 10/25/2017 9:57:00 PM
Nice write, Briana!
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Briana Ridley
Date: 10/25/2017 10:27:00 PM
thank you very much!