quiet

If it was real, he will

remember as I do, he

will think of me in the

quiet moments between

the kaleidoscope noise

of life, I want to be 

black and white grace

layered on his 

hardships and on the

days that make him

angry I want to be 

the voice in his head

that tells him it’s not

worth it, let me be 

that something. 

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