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Valentine

“She’s got green rubber shoes and a blue, paper flower. Pink flowing dress with a small silver like sparkle”

That image wrapped me up in its grip for months after I saw her. She was the ultimate daisy, picked from its blanket of clouds, soon after she blew away and I was never to smell her again. Now that winter is coming the existence of such a beautiful flower is withering and I feel as though I’m slipping away from her.

My ambition is for ‘us’ so I’m going to tell everyone about you so that I can keep the lies  in my mind and leave myself outside in the cold. The love that I urn for is the love that I bleed, I’m in the sky serving up a broken heart, your on the ground looking up and all you can see is right through me into space were life is weightless.

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But all I can see now is grey faces waiting for yours to light the scene. I push up green fields trying to find you, pathetically attempting to squeeze out a tear, understandably you see, I try to hard. No daisy is the same. The clouds got tangled and caught up in my fingers so that I found hilarity in my actions. For the first time I screamed out in my joy just like the time when we flew off to space, I believed that I’d never forget you and we returned with postcards and moon-rock. Now they sit in ...

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