so long fire // writing storage

[ALLOY]

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uhhh wow more shit:

he never expected
to be irreplaceable.
he would wish
he weren't
if he knew how
your smile reaches for him
and sags
when he is not there
to frame it with bruised hands
and love-worn eyes.

but he is not here,
and you smile still,
your mouth the chalk outlines
at a crime scene.