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In her hair:
a thousand things
I could never put to words,
the desperation
of her leaving
tied 'round the ribbons
woven with each braid.
At night,
I wrap the locks
between my fingers,
imagining she'll stay.
Pretending her soul
doesn't belong
to the changing tides.
a thousand things
I could never put to words,
the desperation
of her leaving
tied 'round the ribbons
woven with each braid.
At night,
I wrap the locks
between my fingers,
imagining she'll stay.
Pretending her soul
doesn't belong
to the changing tides.
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