Created by ssarah8 on Friday, November 29, 2013

I used a piece of your hair to tie a trash bag closed.

And then I left it on the side of the road.

It was sitting on my door step when I got home.

I took it to a field and set it on fire.

I woke up the next morning bruised and blistered.

I took a shower to wash off the dead skin and when I got out I was covered in raw flesh.

I walked downstairs to call you and stained my carpet with every step,

My bones crumbled half the way down the stairs so I took a nap,

I woke up 2 years later without your kisses like bandages,

You're a ghost and you're dust and you're a collection of stars that burnt out ages ago.

I am the bottom of the ocean.

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