Here I am
here we are
and if our dreams are illusions
over and over
what’s to suppose?
that we can reach above?
standing on our tippy toes?
we seem the same
the same placid name
different age
same cage
you were the bird i could never hold
and I was a different shape out of mold
how is it that everything is the same?
but everything so different?
and no one else to blame.
you kissed life loosely
leaving smudged lipstick
leaving into an uninhibited silence
you are the void in my heart
the kind that weighs on your frame
a kaleidoscope of hope
that I never refused
growing somewhere
in the dust

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