Poetry: Day 643

notnotnerdygirl

it’s not just the lines
that are blurry
(what are we)
(what should we do)
but it’s your face
and everything you are
i can’t see anything
(everything is shadowed)
(and there is no guiding light)
but there is only a single flame
to keep me from the dark
and i’ll hold onto it
for as long as i can

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