Dreams of Broken Poems

Could you meet me in the middle?

I yelled at her
Screamed but she didnt hear me
The fog was so thick.
Her loneliness was palpable
I stroked her hair..or where
her hair used to be
replaced by a void.
Replaced by a noise

a soft whimepring.

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Theres only a little time left!
I grab your hand
we run
and Run
And Run
So much pain we are escaping
yet there is so much pain ahead
as we run grass sprouts
from the stones at our feet
yet we run away
yet you..
are runnin..
from me

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I'm falling
through water
swimming through air
I cannot tell
which way
i care

"We don't even care whether or not we care"