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My Girlfriends Best Day's
My Girlfriends Best Days . Jon Louis Andrews I envision her inside Lost with herself and misled Frightened by corners hung up there Just there in web lashed eye Scalping the good seats Detouring her view scolding walls I walk with her as if its inside pitch black Or if I could ever be lost , hung . And that inside. Stain painted children hold up their punished rooms. Of what they Know as livable. All Interiors hiding away, Blank cornered visions. Unlovable as they grow to understand why she fights nothing . protecting. Shameful herself, of what she may clap at , or applaud for . In dieing . slow and hung. Outside with blinders before she leaks. Chorusing out selfworth. In Capsules. Out led with loss and followed by leaking her gathered gain . Demoralized by what now blur’s past in shadow. Marbled and swung open. Agape. In awe. That someone still holds her with love and as love,.. Is held. A swan dives Suspended she spreads shelters Scolding to bolster. Structure, begging rage. Pleading support to collapsing walls. She curls in flight , Trapping fetal legs with holding arms. Molting in revolt. Sheltered by only the corners hung perched in random spaces. Praying for a pattern of reveal from inside the pitch black . Where all of nothingness is viscous. And …Unbearably noticeable . Jon louis There just Isn’t any way to leave someone you love…
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