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Honest Contradictions/one

when the car vanished and I fell

shadows were waiting but so was she


arms reaching all the way around

not to lift but to hold

to sink together

never touching down


hold my hand

so you don't get lost


love—a double-edged sword

etched with gold

marred with blood


my tears

in her eyes

my heart

in her chest


isn't there something terribly beautiful

about a body riddled

with the pain of another


might it make the healing double, too?




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