June 30, 2024.
divided us, diluted us, exposed us
like a blood cell that’s been infected
Before we can even seek to repair the damage,
another cell gets destroyed
Our oxygen repressed, our body holding its breath
Gone are the days when you made my heart -
flutter and dance like a ballerina in a jewelry box
You don’t wind me up anymore, this swan has died
The ship has sailed and my eyes are bone dry
You’ve made them turn yellow like aged books, oxidized
I have no tears to offer you, I can’t even cry
Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2024-06-30 at 22:00
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anemia
But look here at what you’ve done -divided us, diluted us, exposed us
like a blood cell that’s been infected
Before we can even seek to repair the damage,
another cell gets destroyed
Our oxygen repressed, our body holding its breath
Gone are the days when you made my heart -
flutter and dance like a ballerina in a jewelry box
You don’t wind me up anymore, this swan has died
The ship has sailed and my eyes are bone dry
You’ve made them turn yellow like aged books, oxidized
I have no tears to offer you, I can’t even cry
Poetry by aidan haskel
Read 83 times
Written on 2024-06-30 at 22:00
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