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23.12.2014 в 22:02
Пишет смайлинг серпент:i thought that if i wrote
enough poems
you would come back to me
in all your prodigal glory,
as if i could write you back into
my life with a few smudged words
stacked in shaking stanzas.
i’m a goddamn fool, i know.
you’re not coming back-
anyone who can leave
without saying goodbye
isn’t going to return
just for the poems that
bleed from my skin.
i’m done with pleading
and hoping
and praying on every
fucking star i see.
this is the part of the story
when i cut you out of me-
out of my life,
out of my lungs,
out of my skin.
this is the last poem.
this is the goodbye.
by emily palermo, curtain’s closed, the show is done
просто сижу.
и сижу.
и сижу.
URL записиenough poems
you would come back to me
in all your prodigal glory,
as if i could write you back into
my life with a few smudged words
stacked in shaking stanzas.
i’m a goddamn fool, i know.
you’re not coming back-
anyone who can leave
without saying goodbye
isn’t going to return
just for the poems that
bleed from my skin.
i’m done with pleading
and hoping
and praying on every
fucking star i see.
this is the part of the story
when i cut you out of me-
out of my life,
out of my lungs,
out of my skin.
this is the last poem.
this is the goodbye.
by emily palermo, curtain’s closed, the show is done
просто сижу.
и сижу.
и сижу.