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2017 You are a question and the answer is love.
I want to hurt your heart like a painkiller,
stretch it so the elastic can’t go any farther,
keep on surviving.
You are a trash can I will set on fire.
I want to empty your dust and build it new,
arrange all the sunshine at your feet,
diamonds to soak in your skin.
You are a shift in seasons and I sob in relief.
I want to rain like it has been for years,
finally a clear day and I will shower on you like a storm,
I don’t need clean love.
You are a test and I have finally passed.
I want to stop internalizing, give you
all the scribbled unfinished business,
drop the bullets.
You are a question and the answer is love.
I want to hurt your heart like a painkiller,
stretch it so the elastic can’t go any farther,
keep on surviving.
