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Your hands slide up your arms Like you're cold, Your fingers slide into each other Like you're lonely, Your arms cross Like you're afraid, Your foot taps up and down Like you're irritated. Girl, With your black lashes And pink slashes, Your furrowed brows, Your why’s and how’s, Your here’s, Your now’s. Girl, Your eyes dart around Like hummingbirds; What are you looking for? Your eyes are dark Like the moonlit sea; What have you already seen? Your eyes fill with tears That tremble but never fall; What secrets do you keep? Girl, The world is a shadow realm And we are all as dark As you. You, With your fingers and arms, Your lashes and slashes, Your here’s and why’s And vacuum eyes That pull in everything, But give nothing back.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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