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QUANDO UNA VERZA DIVENTA LETALE

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Fri Oct 16

erospainter:

The floor was coveredClothes, shoesSheetsLayers of personality meant to impressMy makeupYour medsWe lived in a roomWith the world locked outOn a bed that smelled ofTrust and fearPain and loveYour chest was my pillowAnd my arms were your sheetsUntil the lights and noise faded awayAnd we saw by the shine in our ownSmiles and eyesAnd when I couldn’tFeel my heart orFind the wordsYou made my bodySingWe forced ourselvesInto ourselvesIn hopes of finding somethingWe didn’t even know we’d lostBy the end the bed was stainedWith our effortsAnd our rewardsWe couldn’t always tell them apartWe sleptSlick with sweatBut huddling closeTo keep realityFrom getting between our sheetsClaire Parker

The floor was covered
Clothes, shoes
Sheets
Layers of personality meant to impress
My makeup
Your meds
We lived in a room
With the world locked out
On a bed that smelled of
Trust and fear
Pain and love
Your chest was my pillow
And my arms were your sheets
Until the lights and noise faded away
And we saw by the shine in our own
Smiles and eyes
And when I couldn’t
Feel my heart or
Find the words
You made my body
Sing
We forced ourselves
Into ourselves
In hopes of finding something
We didn’t even know we’d lost
By the end the bed was stained
With our efforts
And our rewards
We couldn’t always tell them apart
We slept
Slick with sweat
But huddling close
To keep reality
From getting between our sheets

Claire Parker