Up. Down. Up. Down.
I move the threads around with my fingers
My arms ache from having to hold them up so high for so long
Before me is a massive tangle of purple yarn
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I've known you since I was two years old
I've known you since I was four
I remember you at your baptisms, so small and so adored
From then you've been my sisterhood
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I crouch at the edge of a pool filled with thick black ink
I peer into it, unable to see anything but my murky reflection
Dipping my fingers into the ink, I am suddenly pulled into the pool
Surprisingly, it feels like I am swimming in water
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Rip, tear
I slash the air
Cut, slice
Cold water and ice
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I've missed your metal fingers
I've missed their ghastly touch
I've missed the way they make me feel
When I already feel so much
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You don't know my eyes
What they see
What they've seen
A million disasters just waiting to happen
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How proud to hear the lion's roar
As he comes tumbling out the womb
How proud again to see him when
He is a young man in youth's bloom
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You lick your lips
As red as a cherry
Your pearly white teeth
And eyes flashing merry
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I can't stop
I keep thinking of you in your dark red shirt
A deep crimson spreads across it
Like a rose in full bloom
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