and i receive
revealing without
a single breath
the last beat of
a broken song.
too humble to let go
too bubbled to fly beyond
the final drop of lightening
in your eye.
pretty feathers fall from tree tops
and ever flowing diamonds
line the sky with
purple hues.
forgetting ever feeling
that bucket with no ending
overflowing with the knowing
of our impending death
while im still dying to keep trying
but the heavy lock is weighing down
the last beat of my broken heart
you give for i
& i stop to cry
to read the simple statement
delicately implied
and now fine am i.

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