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i put my hands
in the stars-

feathery hair, cold
skin and cyanosis fed, 
i realize that i am
nothing. 

born in neither winter
or spring, crying about
cherry tree spines and
throwing stones, i
was left for the
wolves. 

it is the dawn of
February, and i am so close to
seventeen that i can
taste it; i am 
very nearly choking 
on age. 
the sky beckons me most 
at 11:49 pm, because
it's hovering between 
tomorrow and yesterday--

that destroys me. 
i want to burn it to the
ground, breathe
the ashes in like cigarettes on
dirty curbs. 

i am stuck here 
in a windowless town with
a thousand memories stuck 
between my canines;

into the wind, i 
drop words like dead
weights. 

take me home.
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:icona-moonless-night:
A-Moonless-Night Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2014
I love this. I can definitely relate to the feeling of being caught between two different days.
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solis-ortus Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2014  Student Writer
thank you :rose:
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:iconmourningbirdindy:
mourningbirdindy Featured By Owner Feb 15, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Lovely. I love the expression.
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:iconsolis-ortus:
solis-ortus Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2014  Student Writer
thank you :rose:
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:iconmourningbirdindy:
mourningbirdindy Featured By Owner Mar 6, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
You're far more than welcome ;)
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Darkness-and-Rage Featured By Owner Feb 14, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
beautiful Solis, your words echo with such emotion and feeling, you allow the reader to see through your eyes and feel what you feel. I find your pain so relatable it is scary to me.
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:iconsolis-ortus:
solis-ortus Featured By Owner Mar 4, 2014  Student Writer
thank you :rose:
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