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tidal wave

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i don’t know if

you will ever see

these words (

these words that

pour out of my soul,

the cascading waterfall,

the hurricane,

the tidal wave

that crashes against jagged rocks;

these words that

seep out of cracks

and crevices

and the tiniest of nooks

in my beaten and battered

heart;

these words that

you are infused in,

steeped like tea

sweet like honeysuckle

and bittered by time;

these words that

i write for you,

about you,

to you

)

but i hope you do see them —

i want you to see them —

and i want you to know

that it’s all for you

(and it’s all for me).

aphasia - pinegrove




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