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I am as still as water these days
Almost winter blows past me and ignites my yesterday hair
My hands are cold
And my insides are shaking
Disintegrate like leaves scraped along the side walks
Ah the yellow line girl has to end somewhere
Over the rainbow
Oh and your way way too high
And I watch the clock
Watch it till it turns that magic number
And swallow
Swallow so I don’t have
It back
Oh you never met him?
I am still as water
Anything
Makes me
Ripple

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Comments

  • markvasey
    markvaseyover 3 years ago

    I like it. I really like the line “Almost winter blows past me and ignites my yesterday hair”.

  • thank you Mark

    – April Mansilla

  • CiaLundTorroll
    CiaLundTorrollover 3 years ago

    That’s powerful. (and painful)
    So well written.

  • savaggio
    savaggioabout 3 years ago

    spiral

  • thank you

    – April Mansilla

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