He Is Found In The Scraped Knees, Broken Hearts, Dripping Eyes, And The Thunderstorm Rain. He Is There









He is found in the scraped knees, broken hearts, dripping eyes, and the thunderstorm rain. He is there in your fists when you make the first strike and there when your knuckles spill red, but he is lost when guilt clears your eyes and the beating of your heart mimics the tempo of the missing tension in the air.
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.·:*°you taught me the courage
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even after death
with shortness of breath
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