When Emily's abstraction leaps into the lips
of my pen, i go nowhere-
going inside the circles
creating more and more abstraction
until the last word bleeds
with no hesitation and
its own existence defies the world
of Emily where the melody
plays as silent as her tears.
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11:22:00 PM |
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Ergo Propter hoc
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