Kat Hix

is sadness an ambition?
have i come to bury it
and not to mourn it
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little by little you lost interest
our relation was like a jigsaw
hard to connect the rest
...

it bloomed like
it would today
i have not
did i stop
...

you left me to speak to my heart
you left me to swallow my words
you left me to weary about our love
you still, yet, said i love you dearly
...

if i told you that you were the one i thought of
when i wake
would you still come back
if i told you that life
...

i walked alone
yet to see you here
the woods are quiet now
leaves are failing
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