Her Hopeless Hurricane

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A cold night in drunken air

The weight of the world is lifted and shared

An alley way near moving lights

And the pastel colors they leave behind

Honest and vague, fears identified

The caged-up reality they reside

The dampness in her eyes felt like acid

The words he spat painted the pavement

Fuzzy lights like home's embrace

He hated the way she stared at his face

Guilt she bled out and he absorbed

That night, he didn't want to disappear anymore

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