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her spine was dusk
 and unmade nests,
 but he tried to live there

he was neither nocturnal
 nor a dawn-believer,
 so he suffocated
 in the birdhouse of her ribs.

Thought I'd turn out a piece before I drown in the pile of schoolwork.

Recently, I've been a crier to Ingrid Michaelson's song The Chain.
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Litwick-Kindly Featured By Owner Sep 13, 2014
There's a play I saw once where everyone forgets about the phenomenon of night so people fall into a quiet panic. Newscasters across the country comment on the arrival of darkness, bravely standing their ground as the nation is engulfed by a shadow it knows nothing of, as the nation wonders whether the sun will rise again.

Sometimes the darkness doesn't last only for the night but I promise you a rose Rose, because the red sun had once risen and it does rise again.
h2so4brain Featured By Owner Sep 1, 2014  Student General Artist
Hey,I know that song!preety awesomeCURSE YOU! also I love everything about the poemLa la la la I think I've fainted. 
sciencevsart Featured By Owner Aug 31, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
I love those metaphors in the last line.
introverted-ghost Featured By Owner Aug 31, 2014   Writer
Those last lines are just perfect. :heart:
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