crimson skies

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inhale, exhale. the smoke goes in, the smoke comes out. my heart is bleeding onto the floor, do you see it?

take a swig, maybe another. the bitterness will overwhelm you. my hands are rough, do you see it?

i pick up the phone, i don't put it back down. my eyes are swelling, do you see it?

the world is black and i am watching the clouds stir. the sun is rising. why do i no longer clamber to the window to see its beginnings? it's blue and orange and yellow. there is a bird singing. i tighten the chokehold you put me in.  do you see it?

do you see me?

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