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[yesthereisnoexplination]

Her touch sounds like a million car alarms behind my eyes all silenced at once

Her touch sounds like the first cresting wave that you sense long before you see the calming waters

Her touch sounds like the calm a conductor brings as he raises his baton to his orchestra

Her touch sounds like silence, in a head to use to hearing everything yet nothing

Her touch sounds like safety

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[yesthereisnoexplination]

I.S.S.

A night of abbreviated thoughts

A head so full of words that appear and die before becoming complete and giving light to life

Like the stars in the sky

But while gazing at them satellites catch my eye

Little man-made wonders to draw my eye

Away from promise of life on high.

Away from the stars, that use to be mine

There is a darkness at dawn believe me

Not from absence of life but of influx of thoughts

Each drawing me back to where I shouldn't be,

Maybe on the ground, but not grounded in reality

Because as soon as night hits, I will be adrift in the infinite sea

Stuck in the orbit of what used to belong to me.

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