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Stone ridges kiss the rain
A cloud cries

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White Hills, Cold Nights

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White hills
Cold nights
My father always drives
Too fast
But is always
On.
Time.
Longer nights
Red wine
My room is quiet
Whilst she screams outside
Red breath
Green trees
My mother slipped on the ice once
And I laughed
Cold windows
Broken hearts
She threw the glass
On the kitchen floor
My fists clenched
White hills
Cold days
We were younger once
I didn’t need to speak as much
And you didn’t need to fake a smile
Warm pillows
Wet hair
I don’t have words
To catch
You

Silence

  
Floating
I leaped through space
I missed the moon
Adrift
I caught a glimpse of the crack
Across the dark side
No sleep
Dreams are slipping through the dark
And days die quietly
Flying
Crispy leaves under my heel
Shut the windows
And stop
Breathing
My love for you was loud
So loud
Fireworks
Faded
To silence