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By sweet-lyrical   |   
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i.
it ends without a single shot, all our weapons long retired
and bitter words saved for later. we're in bed together
for the last time with nothing left to fight and nothing
left to fight for, nothing left to do but love
each other quietly for just a minute longer.

our hearts are one of many things we lost along the way.


ii.
it ends quietly, the latch on the door catching
like it always does and you slipping on the hardwood
floor with your shoes in hand. that was me
spilt sloppily on the floor, love leaking out of the
wounds in my chest where you reach into
and took what was left of me.

it's graphic, love. it's hot and it's sweaty and it's graphic and
it's cold and it's lonely and it's graphic and it's
bloody in the end when you're dying of it.


iii.
it ends the way it's supposed to,
I guess, with you letting yourself out
after one last kiss. no,
there's nothing unfamiliar here but a whole lot unrequited.
it started with a fanfare and
ends with a whisper, like these things do.

don't look back. you never do,
but don't you dare make an exception this time, because
you're leaving this behind and you're going to understand
what that means. you don't lock the door once you're gone
like you used to but then, you don't care about
the dangers of the world and what they mean to me,
anymore.

you've just become the worst one and you know it.


iv.
it ends. we end and love ends and dreams end,
but not me. I am small and I am fragile but I am real.
this is what's left when you open your eyes.

---

this is what you live off of.
not what you had but what you have and when that's nothing,
you've got nothing left to lose.

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naomielizabeth's avatar
'it started with a fanfare and
ends with a whisper, like these things do.' - perfection. x
wonderfulrachel's avatar
this is beautiful. :)
Jesperla's avatar
Jesperla Writer
"and it's
bloody in the end when you're dying of it."

The best part. <3

This is heartbreaking in the best of ways.
anyimacielgray's avatar
i was told to read this and i'm glad it happened.

this is the kind of beautiful i want to hold
in my hands when the bomb parade begins
and it ends us, the kind of beautiful that i want

to be the last thing i see before that dreaming.
Amertie's avatar
our hearts are one of many things we lost along the way.

you have the most beautiful words.
j0iedevivre's avatar
j0iedevivreStudent Writer
it says:


fuck this hurts








but you write pain gorgeously, dear.
you are beyond good.
you are perfect in all the wisdom you feel like you dont have anymore.
you have everything.
you feel like you have nothing,
but you have everything.


I'm not kidding
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YouInventedMeHobbyist Writer
it's graphic, love. it's hot and it's sweaty and it's graphic and
it's cold and it's lonely and it's graphic and it's
bloody in the end when you're dying of it.


amen


xo!
bugbug88's avatar
bugbug88Hobbyist Writer
"I'm not weak. I'm alive."

-quote from one of my poems
lucysanatomy's avatar
Fantastic! The last couple of lines left me speechless.
Rayviathae's avatar
RayviathaeStudent Writer
Powerful.
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PisciculusStudent Writer
I agree, this is the best way to describe it. It is powerful, and truthful, and heartwrenching in a way that I really think speaks to the heart of your talent.

As for the cause of this particular manifestation of your talent, I hope things get better soon. Hurt like that doesn't just go away, but i hope yours at least gets easier to bear with time.
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