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i remember roaming the haunted halls.
i remember walking the silent yellow line.
i remember vomit on my tuxedo.
i remember hitting concrete the first day.
i remember watching her walk.
i remember the rock crushing my fingers.
i remember realizing it was permanent.
i remember her leaving the room.
i remember breathing.
i remember awakening and seeing the tree.
i remember him saying "theres nothing like taking the first scoop of ice cream."
i remember my cigarette falling to the ground in slow motion.
i remember seeing the final letter.
i remember saying "fuck you" as i got off the school bus.
i remember hearing the album all night long.
i remember seeing charcoal on her teeth.
i remember recognizing the muse.
i remember the first time they arrived at my door.
i remember saying goodbye.
i remember the firefighter telling me the house was burning.
i remember the turtle surviving.
i remember wondering why.
i remember my grandmother's eyes.
i remember losing the blanket.
i remember the throttle of eight pistons.
i remember the warmth of her lips.
i remember the pond reaching our door.
i remember the carbonation.
i remember the shoebox in the backyard.
i remember the sound of descending footsteps.
i remember the loaf of bread.
i remember the smell of cedar ash on my clothes.
i remember the sound of six plates.
i remember the cop saying "you need to leave."
i remember her kissing my cheek in a triangle.
i remember guinness at the brazen head.
i remember saline tears.
i remember waiting to open the envelope.
i remember time refusing to cooperate.
i remember the colors of dawn.
our footsteps like folklore.
our actions like sand.
our acoustics like vinyl.
our paths like hands.
i remember walking the silent yellow line.
i remember vomit on my tuxedo.
i remember hitting concrete the first day.
i remember watching her walk.
i remember the rock crushing my fingers.
i remember realizing it was permanent.
i remember her leaving the room.
i remember breathing.
i remember awakening and seeing the tree.
i remember him saying "theres nothing like taking the first scoop of ice cream."
i remember my cigarette falling to the ground in slow motion.
i remember seeing the final letter.
i remember saying "fuck you" as i got off the school bus.
i remember hearing the album all night long.
i remember seeing charcoal on her teeth.
i remember recognizing the muse.
i remember the first time they arrived at my door.
i remember saying goodbye.
i remember the firefighter telling me the house was burning.
i remember the turtle surviving.
i remember wondering why.
i remember my grandmother's eyes.
i remember losing the blanket.
i remember the throttle of eight pistons.
i remember the warmth of her lips.
i remember the pond reaching our door.
i remember the carbonation.
i remember the shoebox in the backyard.
i remember the sound of descending footsteps.
i remember the loaf of bread.
i remember the smell of cedar ash on my clothes.
i remember the sound of six plates.
i remember the cop saying "you need to leave."
i remember her kissing my cheek in a triangle.
i remember guinness at the brazen head.
i remember saline tears.
i remember waiting to open the envelope.
i remember time refusing to cooperate.
i remember the colors of dawn.
our footsteps like folklore.
our actions like sand.
our acoustics like vinyl.
our paths like hands.
2 Comments:
beautiful
exactly.
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