puzzle me sweet
dance under desks
hide in the ballroom
pull me into a depth
that i have never experienced before
what about the day
smelling rain
and holding hands
bathing in oceans
of tears
of memories
forgotten
yet content
in the moment
in smoke filled boundries
cherries top the dead
and flowers lay on the ice cream
a world that is not about living
the dying rule
pushing over coffins
and singing a sweet song
i’ll remember your words
in my journey
and smile when i say your name
 
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