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4 Jul 2025
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out in the park we watch the sunset, talking on a rusty swing set.
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the night, though clear, shall frown, and the stars shall not look down.
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our father who art in heaven. our father who art buried in the yard.
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of two lovers turning from sad people into poets filled with sonnets they never knew they had in them.
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don't dare regret anything. remember what you're here for.
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there wasn't much left, but it felt like him; wild and scared. it was too much to bear.
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the day after he first spoke to julian fromme, he took his journal out of the locked paint box he kept under his bed and opened it to a fresh white page.
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but you are an artist. and your mind doesn't work the way you want it to.
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you're dancing; you're neck to neck or cheek to cheek.
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it's almost a helpless stare, like he has his own personal helios in the palms of his hands.
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i turned off the headlights of my looking and let the animal get away.
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sitting in the back seat, driving so fast, hands out the window. never going back.
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your name, like a song i sing to myself.
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it provokes the desire, but it takes away the performance.
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and when darkness lifts and the room is bright, i'll still be by your side.
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you must strive to find your own voice. because the longer you wait to begin, the less likely you are to find it all.
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here is the repeated image of the lover destroyed; crossed out.
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i'm giving my all for a remedy. grant myself serenity.
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here was the truth: it was the happiest they had ever been. he would never say that to himself afterward, but he always knew.
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a dull throb in his ribs when they left one another all that time ago, now aching with too much left undone, unsaid.
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