the shade

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19:44 11/05/2018

the cherry coloured blood
drips from the blossom
the ripples in the puddles
are too concerning

rain and iron don't mix
i am too aware
so is it this necessary
to catch my gaze

suddenly nobody minds
too focused on themselves
as well as some other person
trotting not too far behind

awful words become misunderstood
frustrated sighs connect in the air
if they cared the way they could
they would survive these few days

but there's nobody in the middle
no princess worth saving
just two groups that don't collide
though that one girl is separating

even the dimmest of lights
become too sharp and unbearable
their childish inaudible fights
saturate everything that is spoken

19:52 11/05/2018

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