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Cottage Core
“
THE SHEETS & THE LIGHT
Sombre echoes
that mark the dawning greying on the hill;
the steep streets still wet from rain the small buildings look emptier with each day passing on;
Thoughts are done passing rounds counting circles inside my head.
Pale mirror-faces
crossing me on the way back to the place that felt like home - falling back in time.
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CONFESSION
Sometimes
I feel like the lines of mine
are in the way of every love
that tries to cross the last bridge
I have left leading to my heart.
For I burned every other one
while numbing the wounds
the fire caused -
setting alight to all that is left of me.
I must admit
that I kept on to the match,
long after it burned down
and reached my fingertips.
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